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Jan 16, 2007 21:17

So, update time!

I got infected after I got my wisdom teeth removed.
I'm not really sure what happened; but my body kept aching - kind of like I had the flu or something. It sucked a lot and I was out of school for the entire week last week.
Last week was the last week before exam week. So, I missed all the review and everything - which sucks A LOT because now I'm so behind in everything. Especially U.S. History and Algebra - and I'm sure English, too.

Anyway - So this morning I was running a tad bit late for school. Speeding a litte bit and then some prick decides to run out infront of me. Since I was speeding it was extremely hard for me to stop fast enough for me not to hit him, so I had to swerve into the other lane - which could have ended up being really really dangerous because there could have been other cars coming head on; but that's the only thing I could think of doing last minute. Thankfully I missed the son of a bitch.

I finally got to school at about 7:12 - school starts at 7:15. So I speed walk as fast as I can to the buses (for spirit square) and I get there at 7:14 and there's NO BUSES! WHAT!? Why do they randomly decide to leave early - especially ON EXAM DAY! So I can't go to Ceramics for exams. I don't even know if we had an exam in that class seeing as I haven't been to school in a week.

So of course I had to go sign myself in as tardy; and as all you Northwesterners know - THRID TARDY MEANS: AFTER SCHOOL DETENTION. This is crap. Three tardies out of the entire year and you get ASD. What's even more crappy is that I WASN'T EVEN LATE. The damn Spirit Square buses just left me.

Okay, so I refuse to do the ASD that I'll probably get. It's not fair. I'll get my mom to complain or something - or I'll complain one. I'm sick of highschool.
I'm sick of make up work.
I'm sick of stupid exams.
Stupid people.
Stupid teachers.
Being tardy.
Afterschool dentention.
I'm just over highschool.
I have absolutely no motivation to go anymore and it really scares me sometimes. I've never really had to worry about my grades and always wondered why people were scared when report card day came; but I assure you that on report card day, I'm going to piss my pants. I don't know what to expect this quarter - but I'm really hoping for the best.

Kay, I think I'm done.
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