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Last day of school. Usually on the last day of school, you cry b/c you are going to miss all of your friends or your uberly hyper and happy. I'm not that excited though. I was more excited yesterday...
When I got home today, Joe, my brother, and Jason, his friend, were hanging out. They threw me on the couch, pinned me down(er... Joe sat on me x_x), and tickle attacked me. I ran. lol... Yay for them that they are seniors. Jason graduated, but my brother didn't. My dad will be so pissed off. That is very bad because he gets sick when he is mad. But I knew he wasn't going to pass after talking on the phone with my mom on Monday. I gave her the formula to find out what he had to score on his finals to pass. .85a + .15f = s a=average f=final s=semster grade She said that he would have to pass by getting a 113 on the final on his math final... so, sneaky me, I did the math and figured out his grade. I knew a grade in the 60s was bad, but I never realized how hard it would be to bring up that grade with a major test.
Well yesterday I was so angry I couldn't study for my own math finals. At least I studied for biology... First, I started questioning my currently fucked up emotions after an arguement with Kristin. I've been moody for 2 months now, but it's getting worse x_o Second, my computer, Fubs, got a trojan horse virus. w00t. I think I I finished it off today... Actually, I'm doing a virus scan currently and so far it killed 2 new viruses, yay. Oh wait... now it is 3 ^.^
When I got home today, Joe, my brother, and Jason, his friend, were hanging out. They threw me on the couch, pinned me down(er... Joe sat on me x_x), and tickle attacked me. I ran. lol... Yay for them that they are seniors. Jason graduated, but my brother didn't. My dad will be so pissed off. That is very bad because he gets sick when he is mad. But I knew he wasn't going to pass after talking on the phone with my mom on Monday. I gave her the formula to find out what he had to score on his finals to pass. .85a + .15f = s a=average f=final s=semster grade She said that he would have to pass by getting a 113 on the final on his math final... so, sneaky me, I did the math and figured out his grade. I knew a grade in the 60s was bad, but I never realized how hard it would be to bring up that grade with a major test.
Well yesterday I was so angry I couldn't study for my own math finals. At least I studied for biology... First, I started questioning my currently fucked up emotions after an arguement with Kristin. I've been moody for 2 months now, but it's getting worse x_o Second, my computer, Fubs, got a trojan horse virus. w00t. I think I I finished it off today... Actually, I'm doing a virus scan currently and so far it killed 2 new viruses, yay. Oh wait... now it is 3 ^.^