Ah, the signs of autumn...
wait. i have to ref tonight. i hope i don't have to stand out there in drizzle for 3+ hours. gross. so, my italian teacher ripped on us today for handing in craptacular compositions, saying several people got D's and F's. that's pathetic. you can sit at home with your book, your italian dictionary, anything you need to just do it right. i however, was just as lazy because i did not use any of the aforementioned items. i got an 86% though and she wrote "Nice First Draft!" at the top. so, she doesn't hate me, right? though i don't generally turn in daily homework. hmmm... at least i GO to her class... my stats teacher on the other hand may be starting to forget me by now.
sometimes i feel like i'm bipolar or something. i'll be so excited about something, about life, about everything, and then boom, i don't care about anything and it doesn't even bother me that i don't care. it's not good for my grades, that's for sure.
sometimes i feel like i'm bipolar or something. i'll be so excited about something, about life, about everything, and then boom, i don't care about anything and it doesn't even bother me that i don't care. it's not good for my grades, that's for sure.