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It is final. My first ever F for a semester. For that matter, my first ever lower than an A, but this one is special because it screams at me. It tries to be noticed, it wants me to move its top bar (of the F) and slant it down a little to make it into an A. My final grade ended up as 44% in the class, but who cares? Not me! I have a bad case of senioritis, and I'm not a senior. I can trace its origins back to Thanksgiving Break. It recently dawned on me that it doesn't matter at all; nothing matters.
I publicly apologize for my inappropriate actions in APEC, 6th period. I started off on the wrong foot, and I kept going. I will furthermore carry out all behavior fitting a studious student. Congrats to Annie for getting Daddow's #1 romantic, Che Guevara. Good job.
I publicly apologize for my inappropriate actions in APEC, 6th period. I started off on the wrong foot, and I kept going. I will furthermore carry out all behavior fitting a studious student. Congrats to Annie for getting Daddow's #1 romantic, Che Guevara. Good job.