creeping up on victory
Today has been awesome, despite my menstration having the decision to jump right in there and start. But, again, I'm great. I got my second draft for the Act in Ms. Riordan's class done, then on top of that I got my 3rd draft done for her. Ellen and I are back to a normal relationship of smiles and hugs. I got my test from BNW (Brave New World) back and I made a 94 on it. Test grades count a lot, so I'm really happy that'll go to pulling my grade up even more. I feel very accomplished. Despite my busy night last night with homework, I got most of my laundry finished. Dinner last night went well and the family seemed happy. This picture that I've been living in since yesterday seems to fit nicely, I just wish it could last forever. I don't want the saying "all good things come to an end" to be true. I'm going to be busy again tonight, but that's the life of a highschooler.
The only thing that could really fill the void I'm feeling inside is having a boyfriend. I still think about Miguel and somewhere on the surface of "deep" inside is telling me that it's supposed to be. That we're supposed to be. I'm not going to let it tear me apart though, too many things have done that recently. I need to go to the doctor to see what's up with my ankle, for the past week, nearly 2 weeks it has been hurting. It's not so bad today, so I probably won't go. I should get a physical though in the next week. Perhaps, I'll do that right after graduation.
Ah, yes. Graduation.
I've been waiting for 13 years for this time to come and now it's almost here. I've been dogging English with every bit of energy that I have and so far I think I'm doing well this 6 weeks. I got progress reports in French III and Creative Writing today, I think next Wednesday is when I get my English progress report. I hope it says I'm making at least an 80. My Creative Writing grade is a 33 and my french III grade is 2 points from a B. I forgot to do one homework assignment which affected my grade by at least 5 points, she changed it to count as a quiz. But, that will come up too. All my other work I've made better than decent grades on. My lowest grade I think was a 78, that was on a quiz and I was having a really "off" day. I didn't feel like myself.
I'm just...anxious. I'm optomistic about getting a better job, leaving school, and going to better places.
Recently, I've been debating with myself of whether to join the services or not, maybe the Marines, I don't know. I just don't want to be sent away, but, I'm sure that's what would happen.
Gosh, maybe having something to eat for lunch has altered my mood, but i don't mind.
(ponders) I really wish I didn't have to work tomorrow.
Salut!
The only thing that could really fill the void I'm feeling inside is having a boyfriend. I still think about Miguel and somewhere on the surface of "deep" inside is telling me that it's supposed to be. That we're supposed to be. I'm not going to let it tear me apart though, too many things have done that recently. I need to go to the doctor to see what's up with my ankle, for the past week, nearly 2 weeks it has been hurting. It's not so bad today, so I probably won't go. I should get a physical though in the next week. Perhaps, I'll do that right after graduation.
Ah, yes. Graduation.
I've been waiting for 13 years for this time to come and now it's almost here. I've been dogging English with every bit of energy that I have and so far I think I'm doing well this 6 weeks. I got progress reports in French III and Creative Writing today, I think next Wednesday is when I get my English progress report. I hope it says I'm making at least an 80. My Creative Writing grade is a 33 and my french III grade is 2 points from a B. I forgot to do one homework assignment which affected my grade by at least 5 points, she changed it to count as a quiz. But, that will come up too. All my other work I've made better than decent grades on. My lowest grade I think was a 78, that was on a quiz and I was having a really "off" day. I didn't feel like myself.
I'm just...anxious. I'm optomistic about getting a better job, leaving school, and going to better places.
Recently, I've been debating with myself of whether to join the services or not, maybe the Marines, I don't know. I just don't want to be sent away, but, I'm sure that's what would happen.
Gosh, maybe having something to eat for lunch has altered my mood, but i don't mind.
(ponders) I really wish I didn't have to work tomorrow.
Salut!