...Ms. Amores got mad at my class. That's too bad. I'm also starting to hate ***** and agree with Jessica and Kyle. But there's a possibility that it might be ****'s fault... or *******'s. I suck for blaming them.(I even snapped at Noryln and called a younger kid fugly. I feel bad.)
I should be more optimistic. The field trip's next week. That's gotta be good. Then again, the distribution of the report cards is tomorrow. I'll probably fail. I heard my CLE teacher dislikes me.(I don't like her as well, but it shouldn't affect my grades
that much, no?) If I get a low grade in my report card, I'll tell her that I hate her because everything I studied for won't make sense anymore. Ha. It's not like it'll ever. I got Father to promise me that he'll get me a trampoline on my birthday so it won't be much of a problem.
The Fashion Show is on Friday... I haven't even decided on my clothes. I'm so uncool.
I also recently got low grades on my seatworks and homeworks. What did I do wrong?I even studied on weekends instead of going over to Christian's house~ I also gave up some of my precious sleeping time to study~ I should die. I'm a failure.(Moreover, this should really be called my emo blog.)
Another thing to woe about is that Christian got taller. I'm sick of it.(Yes, I am. Now I have to look up whenever I talk to you.) And he's only 3 days older than me. It sucks. I...
act older(Buttsex,anyone/bitches?), I
should look older.
I should probably cut myself with my sister...
