Oh Gross...
Mondays are just bad, bad, news. But today was something else. I was super tired all day, and these classes just drag on, but the stuff they are teaching us is at super speed, if that makes any sense. Anyways, I was so proud of myself the other day for understanding math, but today I just sat there with my mouth hanging open and my personality-less teacher might as well have been speaking Mandarin Chinese.
I do NOT know how to factor. I will never use it in my life, so why is it so very important that I learn how to do it??
Anyways, I was glad to be hoem from school...until I opened the door and my dog ran out like a bat out of hell. I could tell then I wouldn't like what I found inside...
aaaaand I didn't.
Molly had diarehha, and tried really hard to get out of the house. She ripped both lower screens off the windows and shredded them, but obviously couldn't but through the glass. So she made her way to the corner of the computer sunroom and did her business there, but not before dripping all the way there... I felt so bad for her, she wouldn't come inside and thought I was gonna beat her. But I was the one who had to clean up the mess. I tried my best not to be a big baby about it , but it took me over a half hour or scrubbing, gagging, and giving myself pep talks. I washed my hands surgeon style several times after even tho i was wearing gloves.
It was not pretty.
Homework Time...<3 Sarah
I do NOT know how to factor. I will never use it in my life, so why is it so very important that I learn how to do it??
Anyways, I was glad to be hoem from school...until I opened the door and my dog ran out like a bat out of hell. I could tell then I wouldn't like what I found inside...
aaaaand I didn't.
Molly had diarehha, and tried really hard to get out of the house. She ripped both lower screens off the windows and shredded them, but obviously couldn't but through the glass. So she made her way to the corner of the computer sunroom and did her business there, but not before dripping all the way there... I felt so bad for her, she wouldn't come inside and thought I was gonna beat her. But I was the one who had to clean up the mess. I tried my best not to be a big baby about it , but it took me over a half hour or scrubbing, gagging, and giving myself pep talks. I washed my hands surgeon style several times after even tho i was wearing gloves.
It was not pretty.
Homework Time...<3 Sarah