Jumping (Part 2)
Hmmm....
Jazz: A. Things still are horrible.
Franz: A. From what I can tell, me and Nicki have made progress, but I'm still gonna end up doing most of the project on my own.
Accounting: A. "Whatchu got?" The phrase of Junior year.
Band: A. Sucks still. Luckily, it'll all be over after tonight.
Algebra II: B-. If anyone can help me out on this new section, it would be great.
English: B. My compare and contrast has proven my point horrendously...I hate it when I'm right.
-Sam is back from the vet after an overnight surgery. It looks like he'll be okay, but he can't really do much for the next few weeks. He is pissed, though, because he has that cone thing around his head to stop him from biting at the healing cast.
-My theory was a comparison between me and Nicki. My field? The powerpoints in Roberson. Nicki told me that half of her stuff was just from the internet; some was her own opinion. Mine was reverse; I did a lot more work on mine. She ends up getting the better grade: 99%. So copy and paste wins over intuitive thought. That was my theory on the success of all straight-A kids in my grade, and I have been proven correct in this scenario.
Believe me, if my future were as certain as, say for example, Chelsea's, Nicki's, or Ben's, then maybe I'd have nothing to worry about. This is the stage of the game where I must succeed and give everything, and then some. That applies to grades, to a job, to love, and to life itself. And I cannot and will not be stopped, by anything.
-My piano practice is coming along well. In case you didn't know, I am teaching myself piano. After arguments with Nicki, I usually find myself sitting in front of one and playing it. It's interesting...and I'd like to see how far I can get with this.
Also after much theory, I think that my spare time will be spent alone. No one is really willing to hang out with me anymore, so I will make the most of that by doing what I want to do, and going where I want to go. And it seems like Nicki has been forgetting about me a lot lately, so maybe I'll have even more time in her absence...idk.
As long as she gets the A's, I guess it's worth a sacrifice on my part.
Don't eat the fish.
Hare Krishna.
Jazz: A. Things still are horrible.
Franz: A. From what I can tell, me and Nicki have made progress, but I'm still gonna end up doing most of the project on my own.
Accounting: A. "Whatchu got?" The phrase of Junior year.
Band: A. Sucks still. Luckily, it'll all be over after tonight.
Algebra II: B-. If anyone can help me out on this new section, it would be great.
English: B. My compare and contrast has proven my point horrendously...I hate it when I'm right.
-Sam is back from the vet after an overnight surgery. It looks like he'll be okay, but he can't really do much for the next few weeks. He is pissed, though, because he has that cone thing around his head to stop him from biting at the healing cast.
-My theory was a comparison between me and Nicki. My field? The powerpoints in Roberson. Nicki told me that half of her stuff was just from the internet; some was her own opinion. Mine was reverse; I did a lot more work on mine. She ends up getting the better grade: 99%. So copy and paste wins over intuitive thought. That was my theory on the success of all straight-A kids in my grade, and I have been proven correct in this scenario.
Believe me, if my future were as certain as, say for example, Chelsea's, Nicki's, or Ben's, then maybe I'd have nothing to worry about. This is the stage of the game where I must succeed and give everything, and then some. That applies to grades, to a job, to love, and to life itself. And I cannot and will not be stopped, by anything.
-My piano practice is coming along well. In case you didn't know, I am teaching myself piano. After arguments with Nicki, I usually find myself sitting in front of one and playing it. It's interesting...and I'd like to see how far I can get with this.
Also after much theory, I think that my spare time will be spent alone. No one is really willing to hang out with me anymore, so I will make the most of that by doing what I want to do, and going where I want to go. And it seems like Nicki has been forgetting about me a lot lately, so maybe I'll have even more time in her absence...idk.
As long as she gets the A's, I guess it's worth a sacrifice on my part.
Don't eat the fish.
Hare Krishna.