It must be nice to not be a slacker.
So... today was an okay day. Until I got called to Ms. Patterson's office.
She was way nice and everything as she explained to me how I totally needed to get my Extended Essay done. Apparently Khausinau ratted me out and my non-paper actually got sent to Leal's office. Which amuses me, because how could they kick me out for doing something half my class did? And I didn't even copy and paste stuff from the internet, I used MY OWN ESSAYS.
But whatever. She was way nice and said she's going to be my supervisor and I have to show something to her in a week.
In Corradino we talked about Terri Schiavo a bit. We are all politically incorrect, especially me and Karrenberg.
Volunteering was okay, and now I'm trying to find a topic for my math application essay for IB. I usually don't complain about choosing IB and about the workload- because, honestly? I do nothing- but now I am going to whine:
WHY GOD WHY AM I GOING TO HAVE TO WRITE A PAPER ABOUT MATH IN MY LIFE THAT I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TEST? WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?
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dollsome . Wrote. Nack. This excites me beyond all reason. And
yahtzee63 has a fun meme on her el jay wherein I got to write about Will losing an arm wrestling match to a girl scout and winding up with a case of thin mints. Oh, how I love and miss Will.
I'm on this math thing. Really. It's only the easter candy distracts me.
Yeah, that's it.