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Maybe I've been lying about being terrible at French. If I don't do so hot on the test tomorrow that doesn't mean I don't understand. It just means that I don't care about learning different characteristics about the regions in France. That's all.
I had a 4 hour nap today. Thinking back on it it didn't seem like such a bad idea. I had no Isaac to talk to and it made me sad, which is pathetic because I can't expect him to talk with me when he is busy, and I shouldn't feel sad because he talks to me more than he talks to his family. That of which is sad. I guess all I am saying is that I am quite fond of talking to Isaac for more than 5 minutes in a day. He comes Friday though, so I shouldn't complain.
Anyways, back to my nap. It didn't seem like such a bad idea because I was falling asleep during class today (I am very against this and was proud to say that I had never done so. That's ruined now.) and I figured I couldn't focus until I had some shut eye. I didn't realize that my plan for a 50 minute power nap would turn into a 4 hour sweaty nap. Some wise crack decided that even though they watched me sleep through my alarm that they would not wake me up for dinner, or anything for that matter.
Who knew that I would not be able to sleep after that. Wait... I did.
So now I am working on French. Well, I was. In reality I am sitting here staring at my french homework that I know I should work on because it seems like if I don't do one homework assignment my grade goes down 100 pts. Actually, my grade doesn't move. My awesome test scores tend to even out my lack of homework and is leaving me happy with a B+. I really shouldn't settle though. Even though I despise French, and really wish that I had taken French 1 last year and French 2 this year and quit next year, deep down inside (I mean like real deep...) I want to be good at French. It's a pretty sweet language. Even if certain LOSERS don't think so.
I don't know why I write about french so much. No one cares. I don't even care. I am just trying to dodge the fact that I will be laying in bed for hours tonight regretting my so called power nap.
Oh yeah, and I am getting my wisdom teeth pulled. I don't want to have puffy cheekys.
I had a 4 hour nap today. Thinking back on it it didn't seem like such a bad idea. I had no Isaac to talk to and it made me sad, which is pathetic because I can't expect him to talk with me when he is busy, and I shouldn't feel sad because he talks to me more than he talks to his family. That of which is sad. I guess all I am saying is that I am quite fond of talking to Isaac for more than 5 minutes in a day. He comes Friday though, so I shouldn't complain.
Anyways, back to my nap. It didn't seem like such a bad idea because I was falling asleep during class today (I am very against this and was proud to say that I had never done so. That's ruined now.) and I figured I couldn't focus until I had some shut eye. I didn't realize that my plan for a 50 minute power nap would turn into a 4 hour sweaty nap. Some wise crack decided that even though they watched me sleep through my alarm that they would not wake me up for dinner, or anything for that matter.
Who knew that I would not be able to sleep after that. Wait... I did.
So now I am working on French. Well, I was. In reality I am sitting here staring at my french homework that I know I should work on because it seems like if I don't do one homework assignment my grade goes down 100 pts. Actually, my grade doesn't move. My awesome test scores tend to even out my lack of homework and is leaving me happy with a B+. I really shouldn't settle though. Even though I despise French, and really wish that I had taken French 1 last year and French 2 this year and quit next year, deep down inside (I mean like real deep...) I want to be good at French. It's a pretty sweet language. Even if certain LOSERS don't think so.
I don't know why I write about french so much. No one cares. I don't even care. I am just trying to dodge the fact that I will be laying in bed for hours tonight regretting my so called power nap.
Oh yeah, and I am getting my wisdom teeth pulled. I don't want to have puffy cheekys.