*bites her nails and prays for good luck*
ergh, i have a feeling i screwed up on my re-test.
haha, i better not. i already screwed up the first math test ... well not really - only on application simply because i bloody ran out of time. NOT MY FAULT. test = too bloody long. and graphing calculator = completely evil and was being a complete bastard. and stupid TRACE button! ergh. ahha, what's funny is that i got like 90% + in knowledge and 60% application. Don't i rock?
because everyone complained about the test and about not finishing, teacher decided to give out retest / quiz with four questions on it (the four questions that most people screwed up on). if you got better on the quiz, you replace your old mark with the better one. and if you screw up on the question, doesn't really count. and thus, why i can't screw up.
I BETTER NOT SCREW UP *shakes fist*
erghaergaergh.
need to memorize more bloody SAT vocab. dad making me drink bloody chrysanthemum (sp?) tea. ergh. got into no doubt, even though gwen stefani just gone solo with her freakishly addictive "what are you waitin for" song. "what are you waiting for?/you're still a superhot female/you got a million-dollar contract" or something like that.
haha, i better not. i already screwed up the first math test ... well not really - only on application simply because i bloody ran out of time. NOT MY FAULT. test = too bloody long. and graphing calculator = completely evil and was being a complete bastard. and stupid TRACE button! ergh. ahha, what's funny is that i got like 90% + in knowledge and 60% application. Don't i rock?
because everyone complained about the test and about not finishing, teacher decided to give out retest / quiz with four questions on it (the four questions that most people screwed up on). if you got better on the quiz, you replace your old mark with the better one. and if you screw up on the question, doesn't really count. and thus, why i can't screw up.
I BETTER NOT SCREW UP *shakes fist*
erghaergaergh.
need to memorize more bloody SAT vocab. dad making me drink bloody chrysanthemum (sp?) tea. ergh. got into no doubt, even though gwen stefani just gone solo with her freakishly addictive "what are you waitin for" song. "what are you waiting for?/you're still a superhot female/you got a million-dollar contract" or something like that.