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I gave myself a heart attack today. Well, it was as close to a heart attack an average teenager can have.
The day in school pretty much went by like any other. Except I arrived later and left earlier than usual. It's a cool adrenaline rush when I know I have only a minute to race up to Nicholson's room, but that only came after I cussed out all the damned parents who insisted on blocking my parking spot. So I parked like an elderly Asian woman driver. I took up like 1/8 of Lin Dai's parking spot, but oh well, Wilson has big parking spots. After school... I actually went home. I had to run to my car to beat the traffic. Then I got home, ate my food (which was supposed to have been my dinner) and studied. And then... I fell asleep. Which wouldn't have been too big a deal, but when I woke up, I saw 5:55 on my clock. Calculus test at 6, so you can imagine my what I felt. My heart stopped for about five seconds, then I started cursing myself for my stupidity, then I raced to my car. As I started the car, I looked at the clock in my car... it was only 4:55... I was like what the hell, then I went upstairs and saw it was not five yet. *sigh* I don't know which is dumber, falling asleep while studying or not being able to read the clock. =T
Anyway, I went to Wilson to take the calculus test. It was not... too bad, I guess. But I think I will have to say goodbye to my A in calc. I haven't even been able to see my grade be an A on teacherweb. But yeah... farewell A, you will be dearly missed. I don't know if I'll ever see you again, but I know I will definitely see you again in my dreams. I just hope this test didn't drop my grade to a C... don't think so though.
As usual, the drive back home was very exciting. It is fun to release my rage in my car. Turned up my Evanescence, floored the gas pedal, and screamed profanity at every point I thought I missed. I guess that's one good thing about moving to the new house. It'll be a longer drive, so I can release more anger. Who says road rage isn't good for you, eh? Although I think it will be more applicable for physics tests, I know I will most likely need the extra twenty miles after Fessenden's tests. -_-
My driving speed has gone up, driving skill has gone down, and road rage has increased 300% after all the rage filled drives after after-school tests.
I am starting to wonder if I should have joined badminton. I think I need the exercise, my force upon the Earth has creeped to 180. It's scaring me. But, academics over athletics, have to stick to that principle.
The day in school pretty much went by like any other. Except I arrived later and left earlier than usual. It's a cool adrenaline rush when I know I have only a minute to race up to Nicholson's room, but that only came after I cussed out all the damned parents who insisted on blocking my parking spot. So I parked like an elderly Asian woman driver. I took up like 1/8 of Lin Dai's parking spot, but oh well, Wilson has big parking spots. After school... I actually went home. I had to run to my car to beat the traffic. Then I got home, ate my food (which was supposed to have been my dinner) and studied. And then... I fell asleep. Which wouldn't have been too big a deal, but when I woke up, I saw 5:55 on my clock. Calculus test at 6, so you can imagine my what I felt. My heart stopped for about five seconds, then I started cursing myself for my stupidity, then I raced to my car. As I started the car, I looked at the clock in my car... it was only 4:55... I was like what the hell, then I went upstairs and saw it was not five yet. *sigh* I don't know which is dumber, falling asleep while studying or not being able to read the clock. =T
Anyway, I went to Wilson to take the calculus test. It was not... too bad, I guess. But I think I will have to say goodbye to my A in calc. I haven't even been able to see my grade be an A on teacherweb. But yeah... farewell A, you will be dearly missed. I don't know if I'll ever see you again, but I know I will definitely see you again in my dreams. I just hope this test didn't drop my grade to a C... don't think so though.
As usual, the drive back home was very exciting. It is fun to release my rage in my car. Turned up my Evanescence, floored the gas pedal, and screamed profanity at every point I thought I missed. I guess that's one good thing about moving to the new house. It'll be a longer drive, so I can release more anger. Who says road rage isn't good for you, eh? Although I think it will be more applicable for physics tests, I know I will most likely need the extra twenty miles after Fessenden's tests. -_-
My driving speed has gone up, driving skill has gone down, and road rage has increased 300% after all the rage filled drives after after-school tests.
I am starting to wonder if I should have joined badminton. I think I need the exercise, my force upon the Earth has creeped to 180. It's scaring me. But, academics over athletics, have to stick to that principle.