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Grrr... I FUCKING HATE SCIENCE. Grrr.
SO. My new cell phone is complete crap, as I lack the willpower or intelliigence to access the fake internet where you can download games and wallpapers and ring tones. Mother fucking. Bastages.
So, I got a 38.5 out of 40 on my essay. I aced a language arts exit quiz. And If I have a B on thursday, then I get bumped up to honors 10 english, but that means I will have to take English 11 and whatever the regular one is in my junior year. Please, all I need right now is someone to TYPE OUT MY FUCKING PAPER AND TACKLE MRS. FLINK! *is pissed off at my inability to not-procrastinate.*
and for you girl, I talked to my mom, and she beat around the bush. So really, she just "has a feeling that you are dishonest" but I'm going to tell her "Mom, you're acting like Jan, just get to know her, even a little." The Jan thing will cut her deep. I'll explain later.
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! SCIENCE ROBOTS!
grr.
amx