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Apparently, the last day I woke up late was the day that my school gives out detentions since it's so close to the end of the year. I just made the deadline. No detentions for me. Go die :D I would worry about them trying to give me one at the start of next year, BUT I'M MOVING, so what can they really do? Although, I'm worried that my number of "unlawful" absences will catch up with me and they'll threaten to not let me graduate, no matter what school I end up going to.
So, our last day of school was on Friday. It kind of ended on a bittersweet note for me. Sure, I'm happy to be out of that place, but telling people that I was leaving was a little depressing. At this point, I'm not sure I care though. CAN YOU TELL THAT I DID NOT ENJOY THAT PLACE? The school year as a whole wasn't so bad though. I got through it without tripping too many times or falling, so I'm pretty happy about that.
And the day after we got out was SAT testing for those of us that were too lazy to register for the May ones. Eff the "College Board". That test was not created to give everyone an equal shot at a high score. All of the math sections were ANAL RAPE. I don't know wtf they were thinking. I just got out of Geometry, not "trig". And then, our "proctor" was totally trying to give me trouble. When I pulled out my lame school I.D., he was all "omg ur skool seel is not all da way imprinted i gotz 2 check dis out". So then he takes it to some guy that says it's no problem. And later on in the day, during our 5 minute bathroom break, he started the testing again, even though I wasn't back from the bathroom. I was the last one in, but I was still within the 5 minutes. I know what his problem was: He was clearly racist. What a douche.
I obviously don't have anything to say in here. I just update to hear myself type. AND BOY, CAN I HEAR IT. Loud typing runs in the family. Have you ever woken up to the sound of the entire Irish nation river dancing? Of course you haven't, because you never woke up at my grandmother's house :D
So, our last day of school was on Friday. It kind of ended on a bittersweet note for me. Sure, I'm happy to be out of that place, but telling people that I was leaving was a little depressing. At this point, I'm not sure I care though. CAN YOU TELL THAT I DID NOT ENJOY THAT PLACE? The school year as a whole wasn't so bad though. I got through it without tripping too many times or falling, so I'm pretty happy about that.
And the day after we got out was SAT testing for those of us that were too lazy to register for the May ones. Eff the "College Board". That test was not created to give everyone an equal shot at a high score. All of the math sections were ANAL RAPE. I don't know wtf they were thinking. I just got out of Geometry, not "trig". And then, our "proctor" was totally trying to give me trouble. When I pulled out my lame school I.D., he was all "omg ur skool seel is not all da way imprinted i gotz 2 check dis out". So then he takes it to some guy that says it's no problem. And later on in the day, during our 5 minute bathroom break, he started the testing again, even though I wasn't back from the bathroom. I was the last one in, but I was still within the 5 minutes. I know what his problem was: He was clearly racist. What a douche.
I obviously don't have anything to say in here. I just update to hear myself type. AND BOY, CAN I HEAR IT. Loud typing runs in the family. Have you ever woken up to the sound of the entire Irish nation river dancing? Of course you haven't, because you never woke up at my grandmother's house :D