damn my forgetfulness.
So, I am forgetful.
I forgot to do my spanish conversation.
I forgot to retake my Spanish quiz.
I forgot to hand in my late Spanish work.
I forgot to turn in my USH news logs.
I forgot to see Ms. Berry and ask about making up the test.
UGH. dammit.
So I was chatting with my sister a little while ago, and we agree that Christmas just wont be the same this year, and that it is almost depressing. It will just be different, and this time, different is bad, and not something I want to get used to.
And I heard the N*SYNC Christmas song today, and unlike Kellie, the song actually made me more sad for Christmas. It was just too much of a "picture perfect" Christmas, and as much as I wish, it is just not like that this year.
My father --who brought me to school this morning and decided to be cool and ask me why I was so mad, and for some reason I blurted out Y.O.U -- just had a chat with me asking why I was mad at him when he just had to be the parent and ground me for my bad grades. He then asked what I would do if I was a parent and my child came home with those grades, and I am supposed to give him an answer after dinner. I will probably wind up saying nothing and trying not to cry, but here is what I want to say: "If my child came home with those grades, I do not know what I would do for thier punishment, it depends on the circumstances, but I DO know that I would NEVER call my child and idiot and tell them that they are a moron for failing retard's classes and make them feel like and ABSOLUTELY WORTHLESS P.O.S." Ugh, i hate him.
My mom called...we made plans to go out to breakfast and go shopping tomorrow morning before she goes to work. From what Ms. Shofner told me, my mom did realize something was up with me, but wasn't sure what exactly, but thought that her being away all the time may have been a cause, which it is, and I guess she is now just trying to spend more time with me so I feel better. I don't know why, but it just bothers me that she didn't make time for me until someone else suggested maybe she should. Ms. Shofner said when my mom left from their meeting she had said she needed to "re-evaluate things", whatever that means.
ugh vacation shall suck ass.
I forgot to do my spanish conversation.
I forgot to retake my Spanish quiz.
I forgot to hand in my late Spanish work.
I forgot to turn in my USH news logs.
I forgot to see Ms. Berry and ask about making up the test.
UGH. dammit.
So I was chatting with my sister a little while ago, and we agree that Christmas just wont be the same this year, and that it is almost depressing. It will just be different, and this time, different is bad, and not something I want to get used to.
And I heard the N*SYNC Christmas song today, and unlike Kellie, the song actually made me more sad for Christmas. It was just too much of a "picture perfect" Christmas, and as much as I wish, it is just not like that this year.
My father --who brought me to school this morning and decided to be cool and ask me why I was so mad, and for some reason I blurted out Y.O.U -- just had a chat with me asking why I was mad at him when he just had to be the parent and ground me for my bad grades. He then asked what I would do if I was a parent and my child came home with those grades, and I am supposed to give him an answer after dinner. I will probably wind up saying nothing and trying not to cry, but here is what I want to say: "If my child came home with those grades, I do not know what I would do for thier punishment, it depends on the circumstances, but I DO know that I would NEVER call my child and idiot and tell them that they are a moron for failing retard's classes and make them feel like and ABSOLUTELY WORTHLESS P.O.S." Ugh, i hate him.
My mom called...we made plans to go out to breakfast and go shopping tomorrow morning before she goes to work. From what Ms. Shofner told me, my mom did realize something was up with me, but wasn't sure what exactly, but thought that her being away all the time may have been a cause, which it is, and I guess she is now just trying to spend more time with me so I feel better. I don't know why, but it just bothers me that she didn't make time for me until someone else suggested maybe she should. Ms. Shofner said when my mom left from their meeting she had said she needed to "re-evaluate things", whatever that means.
ugh vacation shall suck ass.