i sit in solemn silence as my sister saunters by...
honors night. worst night ever. not only was it boring and hot, but i didnt get anything. i sat the entire time looking on as everyone got recognised for all the wonderful achievements theyve made. and i have nothing to show for the work ive done.no stole. no cords. no plaques.nothing.
the real icing on the cake is my grade. i was standing in a crowd of my honors level friends after rehersal when my gpa was announced for everyone in the room to hear. 2.98. i ran out of the office crying. ive never been so dissapointed with myself in my entire life. im devastated. and no one seems to realize just how important getting a 3.0 was to me. everyone says that its no big deal, that gpa has no effect on college decisions. bullshit. these are the same people who have 3.5s-3.9s and are going places. i went to honors night, filed in, and watched everyone around me get congratulated and take cords and awards. kara has an nhs stole and a silver cord. and i have nothing. i took the hardest classes i could try this year. AP Biology and AP Literature and nothing to say i worked my ass off all year just trying to get ahead. everytime i think about it, i go into emotional rollercoasters of rage and depression. and mom doesnt even know....
the real icing on the cake is my grade. i was standing in a crowd of my honors level friends after rehersal when my gpa was announced for everyone in the room to hear. 2.98. i ran out of the office crying. ive never been so dissapointed with myself in my entire life. im devastated. and no one seems to realize just how important getting a 3.0 was to me. everyone says that its no big deal, that gpa has no effect on college decisions. bullshit. these are the same people who have 3.5s-3.9s and are going places. i went to honors night, filed in, and watched everyone around me get congratulated and take cords and awards. kara has an nhs stole and a silver cord. and i have nothing. i took the hardest classes i could try this year. AP Biology and AP Literature and nothing to say i worked my ass off all year just trying to get ahead. everytime i think about it, i go into emotional rollercoasters of rage and depression. and mom doesnt even know....