Open your veins so we can make a pool and bathe and see if anyone complains of the stain... I really must find something to count, have I said that already? Yes, yes I have..and I will continue to put that until I think of something that matters, would you happen to have something for me? --- Ah, today is the lovely day of Thursday also releases me from my time in the in school room, which on Wednesday[17] I am glad that I was to not be walking around the halls with the overflow of green. While we are on that issue, as you know, I am not one person to agree with these things so I must speak my mind- Why, if people are not Irish, as St. Patrick's Day is clearly an Irish holiday, do people continue to wear green and make such a big deal out of the day that has already passed? Or the whole pinching dilemma because I choose to not wear the hideous color of green that I get pinched repeatedly for it? Oh, and it was established also that I believe in the easter bunny for the purpose that he brings chocolates and brings around the many stuffed DUCKIES that you may find at the stores - not Easter and the purpose behind it - but the Easter Bunny. Ah, anyway I am declaring now that when I am able to hold my own power within some country or anywhere I am going to name the day of June 10 the "Kill one person and it is considered legal" holiday! Brilliant, yes? Bwahaha! Moving on, yesterday I received my Geometry test back I made a 81% on it and my grade is FINALLY passing with a 72 and the one thing my mom made a big deal out of was the fact that I made a 40 something on Biology test which I lie to you not - hard as ever! There was one frickin person in my class who passed that thing and she only made a 72 on it! I also made a 97 on the Spanish test but she failed to even hear that, also got a 96 on my History test which I thought I failed incredibly but out of all those good grades, she looks at the bad one. Why the bloody hell does she do that and just make all the proud praise I thought I would get and made even myself think I did well for once in academics and she just makes it ALL collapse. It wounded me, I am still hurt, let alone the fact that she then goes and yells at me for when I told her THREE weeks ago to renew my Saddam books as I am not done with my project yet and she thinks it is MY fault that they have been sitting there when I told her maybe thrice times that one weekend to do so. Grrr! As if my father was not enough to speak to on the phone.. Oh, and Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens is probably the worst school required book to read, that and Animal Farm. -sigh- Why can they not assign somewhat appealing and interesting things to read instead of those two I just listed? I fight just to stay awake while we listen to some old lady on a tape read the book to us, I hate that as well. It is pretty much saying "Oh! This book is too complex for your minds so someone is going to read it for you. Hope you understand it.." Gah! Complaints, complaints, and even more complaining from my trap! Maybe that is my bad habit as I was asked that in History class today - I complain too much. May you think even if nothing comes out of it... -_- Let's lift you up so we can see how fast you fall...