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FUCK AP EXAMS. THEY ARE FUCKING OVER. FUCKFUCKFUCK. I'M NOT GONNA THINK ABOUT THEM NO MORE.
I GOT MY DS. $89. EIGHTY-NINE FUCKING DOLLARS, PRETTY BRAND NEW, WITH A NEW BOX AND EVERYTHING. GOT IT FROM A SUCKER IN MY SPANISH CLASS.
PLAYING PROFESSOR LAYTON WITH MY SISTER. WE'VE SOLVED EVERY PUZZLE THUS FAR. LIKE A LITTLE OVER THIRTY. OMFG I'M PROBABLY GOING TO WIND UP BUYING THE GAME.
THE LAST GAME I BOUGHT WAS THE SIMS 2. LIKE A TRILLION EONS AGO.
Anyway, it's my sister's 14th birthday tomorrow. For some odd reason, I feel like getting her something nice. She's been working very hard this year, and yeah, she's been quite the tweenage brat to me, but I have to give her props for living with me. And not murdering me.
Because I'm actually impossible to live with. Kind of like my dad, but a bit more aware of... just everything.
But, I have a TON of math homework to catch up on. It sucked that my bus NEVER showed up at our stop on Thursday, making MY MOM pick all the kids from my stop and me up and take us all the way to school. And the whole time, she was only worried that we'd miss our whole test and not about gas prices and traffic. She's got a soft spot for kids. I don't know why. Kids are fucking evil.
I AM GONNA WORK ON SOME FANARTS THIS WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have this crack idea of crossing Professor Layton over with a certain movie. I'll scan stuff and post stuff on the community. Hopefully, no one will want to shoot me.
OMFG, I hate Laughlin. UUUUGGGGHHHH HE'S SUCH A LAME PERSON.
And English homework arrrghhhh.
In other words, I've got quite a lot to do over the weekend.
My fourth period class decided to throw the teacher a "thank you" party for all the dedication she put forth into preparing us for the exam. Seriously, she worked really hard for us. So we want to get a cake for her, with a picture of the class on it. I prettified the picture on photoshop and sent it to the friend who is going to go to the expensive cake store I've never heard of. It's a shame a few kids didn't come to school yesterday. But, our teacher was absent and the opportunity was there!
This past week was long and difficult and extremely heart-attack inducing, but we've all survived.
I get ulcers each time I think about the AP exams. MUST. STOP.
BUT YEAH. Pacheco's AP Lang class CANNOT KNOW. DON'T TELL. OR I WILL CUT YOU.
The guy on the way LEFT, with the hearts on his shirt, is my rival. His name is Goat Cheese (Gochez). Seriously, he tries to have a competition with me. PSHHHH YEAH RIGHT LOSER. KEEP DREAMING. But I have to say, he is pretty smart.
But his machoism irks me.
I GOT MY DS. $89. EIGHTY-NINE FUCKING DOLLARS, PRETTY BRAND NEW, WITH A NEW BOX AND EVERYTHING. GOT IT FROM A SUCKER IN MY SPANISH CLASS.
PLAYING PROFESSOR LAYTON WITH MY SISTER. WE'VE SOLVED EVERY PUZZLE THUS FAR. LIKE A LITTLE OVER THIRTY. OMFG I'M PROBABLY GOING TO WIND UP BUYING THE GAME.
THE LAST GAME I BOUGHT WAS THE SIMS 2. LIKE A TRILLION EONS AGO.
Anyway, it's my sister's 14th birthday tomorrow. For some odd reason, I feel like getting her something nice. She's been working very hard this year, and yeah, she's been quite the tweenage brat to me, but I have to give her props for living with me. And not murdering me.
Because I'm actually impossible to live with. Kind of like my dad, but a bit more aware of... just everything.
But, I have a TON of math homework to catch up on. It sucked that my bus NEVER showed up at our stop on Thursday, making MY MOM pick all the kids from my stop and me up and take us all the way to school. And the whole time, she was only worried that we'd miss our whole test and not about gas prices and traffic. She's got a soft spot for kids. I don't know why. Kids are fucking evil.
I AM GONNA WORK ON SOME FANARTS THIS WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have this crack idea of crossing Professor Layton over with a certain movie. I'll scan stuff and post stuff on the community. Hopefully, no one will want to shoot me.
OMFG, I hate Laughlin. UUUUGGGGHHHH HE'S SUCH A LAME PERSON.
And English homework arrrghhhh.
In other words, I've got quite a lot to do over the weekend.
My fourth period class decided to throw the teacher a "thank you" party for all the dedication she put forth into preparing us for the exam. Seriously, she worked really hard for us. So we want to get a cake for her, with a picture of the class on it. I prettified the picture on photoshop and sent it to the friend who is going to go to the expensive cake store I've never heard of. It's a shame a few kids didn't come to school yesterday. But, our teacher was absent and the opportunity was there!
This past week was long and difficult and extremely heart-attack inducing, but we've all survived.
I get ulcers each time I think about the AP exams. MUST. STOP.
BUT YEAH. Pacheco's AP Lang class CANNOT KNOW. DON'T TELL. OR I WILL CUT YOU.
The guy on the way LEFT, with the hearts on his shirt, is my rival. His name is Goat Cheese (Gochez). Seriously, he tries to have a competition with me. PSHHHH YEAH RIGHT LOSER. KEEP DREAMING. But I have to say, he is pretty smart.
But his machoism irks me.