Too slow
I honestly don't think this week could have been any more suckier or that today (Friday) could have home any slower. I am so so so glad that it's the weekend finally. If I had one more day of school this week I think I would have croaked.
We got progress reports in Biology already (the teacher gives them out every 2 weeks) and I already have a D+. Go me. (please note the sarcasm) But it's only because we only had 5 assignments and I have yet to turn in my summer reading so that's down as a 0. But she said once I turn it in my grade should go up and what not.
We had to run the pacer yesterday in gym. I dropped out at 15, which isn't even to the end of level 2. If I went to 16 that would have been the end of level 2, but no, I suck and stopped at 15. Also, according to my teacher "15 isn't even half an F" yay for failing the pacer! Oh well. As long as I pace gym for the over all year, I'm good.
This week has just been the suck. I can't wait to sleep in. It's going to feel so good. heh. What the hell is wrong with me? I don't even know. I get pissed off and break down into tears over practically everything someone says. I've been taking 'naps' every day around 4:45 ish until 6 ish. Yes, practically every day. minus yesterday. Because my family decides they don't want Rachel to nap. First, I go up and lay down and I'm just falling asleep and my mom yells from downstairs "Rachel, you need to come wrap Sean's presents before you lay down." so I grunt, go downstairs and wrap his presents. Then I go back up and I was seriously only asleep for like 5-10 minutes and this guy from a pest control type thing came over and was banging around and woke me up. So then, I finally start falling back asleep and Sean comes in and says "Rachel, get up. mom says you need to go frost the cake." so I had to go frost the cake. And then dinner was ready. then Sean opened presents, then we chilled, then had cake. Therefore, Rachel didn't have time to go back up and 'nap'.
Yesterday was my brother's birthday if you couldn't tell by the previous statement. He turned 20. We had a yummy cake (made by me, duh) and I would like to believe he enjoyed his presents. After all, they were the CDs he wanted the most.
Guess what Rachel has? Oh yeah, a throbbing headache. What a surprise (again,note the sarcasm.) I always have a headache, it's terrible. It's my stupid sinuses.