Sooo today was alright. School went by fast. So in CA we have to fill out a sheet saying what we did that day, and then give ourselves a mark out of ten. And I put a 6 for today cause I really didn't do anything, and a 6 for Wednesday cause .. I couldnt remember what I did and I usually slack off (in my terms I do.) Soo I was doing dishes and Mr.Patel tells me to come over and then he said he gave me an 8 for all my days and explained that I deserve more than what I give myself and I said that even when I think I do a good job, all the other teachers give me a lower mark then what I put. And he told me that I have a right as a student to argue with them for my mark, and that even if I get in a fight with a teacher over it I should tell them Mr.Patel said so. And he said I deserve to get 10s in my class but he was too generous last year and he got in shit for it. He also said my mark in CA should be way higher than it is (73%, 66%) because I'm one of the best in the class. That completely made my day. He also told me that I should do what my parents tell me (go to UofC/MtRoyAL and not SAIT) because I'm smart and I can always fall back on cooking if I can't get into a better job. I'm thinking I want to be a police officer. I don't see why everyone hates them and is all "FUCKING PIGS".. without them you would be living in a shithole of a city. Some people already do but, it's my decision if I want to be one. Now I have to wait a bajillion hours till I get to see ben.. Bugger