"B+?!!! We born you here and u give us B+?!!!!!" or something like that.
Turns out i got a 77% on a 30 question test.
Im seriously going "wtf..." and i threw a variety of things at a wall in my back yard.
Among some of those items i hit the wall with
-Large models of my test made out of legos
-paper ninja stars
-the bible ( =x )
-pair of shoes
-my math book ( =D )
I cant fucking i did so poorly on a test that i believed i would ace. Its just impossible...
It seems that its time to start reading the math book instead of dawdling around on the computer doing god knows what.
So after looking at the wall i took out my anger on, i realize that i have been way too stressed out for far too long. i have been cut off socially and have no time to hang out with friends. im forced to stay at home all day long, with no options of going out to get something.
God wheres a punching bag when u need one.
I guess i shouldve done what my dad wanted me to do...read the bible.
...with pencil, paper, and math problems.
Its just so hard to sit still and read something so fucking boring for an hour before doing what you want...i already waste enough time with my mom doing violin and shit...
Well...not in middle school anymore
High school makes u read the book in many many different ways that the middle school never dreamed of.