Of clothes, cats, and cads
Maman took me out driving today, and by chance we wound up at a store where I had some gift-certificate money. The two of us poked around for a bit, before discovering some sort of stripey outfit that she insisted looked excellent on me. Even though it was way over what I had, she paid the difference, then informed me that she intended to have a go at the rest of my wardrobe. Just...stay away from my waistcoats. That's all I ask.
Earnest enjoys sneaking into our closet and hiding in a corner under a shelf. I keep telling him to "come out of the closet", only to catch myself a moment later.
Progress reports came in today. A's in everything but Math (a B, to no one's surprise) and ChemCom (a C). Now, I'm not bad at chemistry at all. To my knowledge I've gotten an A or B on every assignment or test I've been handed. My only clue to the absymal grade is a comment he made about how late work could be turned in for partial credit. Tangen, the teacher, never makes it clear when he's checking, so homework is a constant puzzle; how do you know when you should finish an assignment by, if no one ever tells you? To make matters worse, he never tells you if you got points or not, so I have no idea how I stand. Ugh, just one more thing to sort out.
Earnest enjoys sneaking into our closet and hiding in a corner under a shelf. I keep telling him to "come out of the closet", only to catch myself a moment later.
Progress reports came in today. A's in everything but Math (a B, to no one's surprise) and ChemCom (a C). Now, I'm not bad at chemistry at all. To my knowledge I've gotten an A or B on every assignment or test I've been handed. My only clue to the absymal grade is a comment he made about how late work could be turned in for partial credit. Tangen, the teacher, never makes it clear when he's checking, so homework is a constant puzzle; how do you know when you should finish an assignment by, if no one ever tells you? To make matters worse, he never tells you if you got points or not, so I have no idea how I stand. Ugh, just one more thing to sort out.