Poop week! :o
Alright guys, I know lately my entries have been about me, me, and me...but now finally, Will has come up with an entry about you. Kinda. Well, it's still about me, but it's more of an interactive journal where you read and comment with what you think I should do. Right now I'm in a bit of a predigament...(spelling?) :/
School = the start of my poop week. Last week was of course the AP testing week for me. I missed Monday and Friday pretty much, both B days. Plus Wednesday, also a B day, I hadda help Rutzen with some choir stuff for their concert. So I pretty much missed all B days last week and missed a butt-load of busy work for spanish II and 2 tests in algebra II. This is not mentioning the amount of quests I have failed to do for Mr. McCalls class...which somehow I still have a B in. On top of that we have a take-home final (8 pages) for chemistry due monday and a revised timed writing due Friday for Engligh III. The work keeps amounting. I'm stressed. I should eat and get fat. That's what stressed people do, right? :D
So you, the crafty reader, will act as my stress ball. What shall Wildo do? Lol I plan to recieve a smartass comment like "do your work damnnit!". :/.
And btw, it's not the Rockets fault they didn't advance in the playoffs. It's not Dallas's fault either. You can blame the officials and the league for that matter for being the hating bitches they are. Game 5 was our win, not Dallas's. We won the series in Game 6, not Dallas in game 7. Shit, I would have lost of purpose too if I were the Rockets in game 7. :D
School = the start of my poop week. Last week was of course the AP testing week for me. I missed Monday and Friday pretty much, both B days. Plus Wednesday, also a B day, I hadda help Rutzen with some choir stuff for their concert. So I pretty much missed all B days last week and missed a butt-load of busy work for spanish II and 2 tests in algebra II. This is not mentioning the amount of quests I have failed to do for Mr. McCalls class...which somehow I still have a B in. On top of that we have a take-home final (8 pages) for chemistry due monday and a revised timed writing due Friday for Engligh III. The work keeps amounting. I'm stressed. I should eat and get fat. That's what stressed people do, right? :D
So you, the crafty reader, will act as my stress ball. What shall Wildo do? Lol I plan to recieve a smartass comment like "do your work damnnit!". :/.
And btw, it's not the Rockets fault they didn't advance in the playoffs. It's not Dallas's fault either. You can blame the officials and the league for that matter for being the hating bitches they are. Game 5 was our win, not Dallas's. We won the series in Game 6, not Dallas in game 7. Shit, I would have lost of purpose too if I were the Rockets in game 7. :D