..And a matter of moments until the dancing ends.
Compared to yesterday, my day sucked. I had a totally off day and it took all of the energy out of me.
My morning was completely unorganized and vapid, causing me to feel frazzled. I usually never have to worry about Spanish because I have a powerful power that powerfully flows through my powerful veins, so people use me as translator. Today, I kept telling everyone the wrong answers, and that hardly ever happens.
I thought I was doing rather well, or decently, in Advanced Algebra as of recent. It made me more confident when doing work and heightened expectations and assurance of myself. Lo' and behold, I'm not. It's all of a sudden confusing, and my recent quiz was dissatisfactory. I'm back down to where I've always started on the road of Mathematics and I don't think I'll ever try getting back up. It's not worth it.
Sitting down in my seat in Biology, I caught my breath after scampering down the upstairs hallways to make sure I wasn't late and cooled down, soon finding my eyelids were about to droop closed. After the bout of lethargy and the tests passed out, I realized that I should've read over the chapters in the book more thoroughly. Thus, I probably did poorly on the test. Next is plant classification...and that'll be just completely amazing, I'm sure.
I didn't get lead for the play, either. I got in, just not the main woman part. My part doesn't seem important either. Mr. Olsen cheerfully passed by the front of the office and exaggeratedly told me how I got the part of a Scott sister and made it sound as if I were going to have a hundred lines; which I'm assuming I'm not.
The seniors got in, most of the people that always are in the plays got in: again with the favoritism. Patrick's auditions were mediocre and yet, he got lead. Again.
Ah well...I suppose I'll just have to wait until I'm a senior. Then I guess I'll be paid attention to.
At least Tuesday's an easy Gold day and it's a three day weekend.
My morning was completely unorganized and vapid, causing me to feel frazzled. I usually never have to worry about Spanish because I have a powerful power that powerfully flows through my powerful veins, so people use me as translator. Today, I kept telling everyone the wrong answers, and that hardly ever happens.
I thought I was doing rather well, or decently, in Advanced Algebra as of recent. It made me more confident when doing work and heightened expectations and assurance of myself. Lo' and behold, I'm not. It's all of a sudden confusing, and my recent quiz was dissatisfactory. I'm back down to where I've always started on the road of Mathematics and I don't think I'll ever try getting back up. It's not worth it.
Sitting down in my seat in Biology, I caught my breath after scampering down the upstairs hallways to make sure I wasn't late and cooled down, soon finding my eyelids were about to droop closed. After the bout of lethargy and the tests passed out, I realized that I should've read over the chapters in the book more thoroughly. Thus, I probably did poorly on the test. Next is plant classification...and that'll be just completely amazing, I'm sure.
I didn't get lead for the play, either. I got in, just not the main woman part. My part doesn't seem important either. Mr. Olsen cheerfully passed by the front of the office and exaggeratedly told me how I got the part of a Scott sister and made it sound as if I were going to have a hundred lines; which I'm assuming I'm not.
The seniors got in, most of the people that always are in the plays got in: again with the favoritism. Patrick's auditions were mediocre and yet, he got lead. Again.
Ah well...I suppose I'll just have to wait until I'm a senior. Then I guess I'll be paid attention to.
At least Tuesday's an easy Gold day and it's a three day weekend.