Listening to: Tim McGraw - Back When
Why isn't your best not enough sometimes?
Happy Birthday my babe Scott!
Wow, he's 7 in 2007.
And Grandmas is 77 in 2007.
I like that combo.
And Dannys cat is named seven.
I like seven.
And he's still the boy that hasn't left me.
For seven years.
Sorry Scott, your birthday has always been a stressful one for the past year or two and I have another one to go. (His bday lands on finals week).
When I got up this morning Grandma had the charger/package (Mindy needed mailed to her) stuffed inside a tiny box. My first thought was "I'm really getting tired of everything I do not being good enough for Grandma". It's like she doesn't trust me. I didn't do -anything- to make her mistrust me. She always double checks and/or re-does whatever I do. I wrote that the package was breakable, but I ment unbreakable, not that it woulda mattered she had it all stuffed inside that box... I told her it would be fine how it was. Of course she'd prolly leave in the box cuz she doesnt believe me or something. Ugh. I don't care anymore. I ain't do anything anymore, she'll just come re-do it. When Mutti told me the addy she told me like exactly how to write it, with punctuation an' all...seriously.. Me = secretary = know how to mail something. Grr.
I'm not stupid at absolutely -everything- and everyone should ...just know what I'm stupid at and what I can actually do! Just know these things gosh dangit!
Got up at 5:30a.m. to go take the test at 7a.m. It seemed easy to me.. I think I passed that one, the first 7a.m. test I pass! I failed all his tests, but his class is seriously like an easy A, so I know I passed. Fail the final, pass the class.
Okay, I got the point on my Math final that I seriously just guessed...it wasn't even an educated guess it was just whatever number seemed to strike my interest at the moment. It was ridiculous. There was no way for me to remember/find the formula to use for each problem, and if I did get the formula I only got half, so I could get halfway thru some of the problems. That's how I attempted the Midterm, halfway going thru the problems with educated guesses. Not this time. I finally just submitted it after an hour and a half (I couldn't remember the time frame I had - I think it was two hours) and I just...gave up. I didn't care after so long... So with all the guessing I failed that final. But hey, I passed the class, thats all that matters right? Don't have to do that again.
Then I went to my religion class (I suppose I should call it institute like everyone else) and I pulled out my test and the self-grading sheet to hand in. The two boys next to me looked at my grading sheet and said "oh crap" (they only brought their test) and before I knew it my grading sheet had disappeared, a kid came back with a copy... then the other kid stole it and made a copy... So many copies of my..grade in that class really. Anyone else want a copy? I had all my attendance and reading and one boy had scratched out A LOT of attendance and reading checkmarks that I had... but the other boy it was like I just filled it out for him. Glad I could be of help... I think I cheated on my grading of my tests, but hey... I think I deserve an A! I loved that class. I cheated on grading in a religion class. Yeah yeah I know, "God will be the judge of you and your actions one day". I'm slightly getting tired of the "Honor system" excuse we use all the time. It just means laziness really.
Welp, all I have left is editing my paper to turn in and attempt to figger out what to say in a presentation? Present morrow and then I can go home with Max! That dog really is helping me a lot this week. Some interaction with someone at least. I want to make my chocolate crinkles when I get home.
We'll just say that this semester has been a really bad one. And we can start by blaming Adam, and then my teacher. :D
I feel free. But I know it's not going to last long.