Ugh, I am sitting here in Sociology doing nothing but freaking out about my math final. And also realizing how much I hate Mr. Brewer because he still has not told us what our Chem final is about. WTF (mate)? (He is not mate of mine, not even in the Australian way) So get ready for some major complaining!
As Kory has mentioned to me, his finals were much worse so I should shut up. Well that just makes me realize that my life will continue to suck! Thanks bud...but tis not your fault. I just really want all As and I am so close! Math and Chem are only like .4 and .3 points away from getting A-s! And I would really like those. I guess B+ aren't so bad, but I want to get into a good college. Like Madison? I'm thinking Madison. But I'm just a junior, I know nothing. Oh God, what if I don't get in? What were Catey's grades? She got in...but what if I am doing badly? I got a B in Chem freshman year, oh God. I suck. I suck. I suck! (hey...the last five years)
Ugh we still have a half hour left. I have finished the stupid essay final for this! Let me be. I cannot keep study for math, I will go insane. but I really should study! What is the square root method for solving quadratic equations?! Ugh die die die! Make it go away! I want it to end. Just put me out of my misery!
And what is up with Spanish? We have to write an essay in Spanish in class! We don't know Spanish! I am looking up every other word! How am I supposedto get 400 words in an hour if I have to look up 200 of them. Fool! Since when does Senora think we can actually speak Spanish, she should know better.
And English! He did not even give us all the notes. He's just like "Oh you're fine. You're fine! This is the smart class." No, we are not the smart class we are the class you like the best and usually go easy on! Fool! They're all fools! I don't know how to say poems in rhythm. You are supposed to make it up. And you read them funny so I will never be able to know what you want! Cry!
Stupid government! I hate you H. Fifteen paragraphs in an hour? Stupid, idiotic man! And now I have to deal with you in Psychology? You will make me hate my profession to be! Stupidity, thy name is H!!!!!!!!
RAWR!
Thank goodness for choir, justice, and this class where they take pity on my sanity and ask for an essay or an easy test we get each year. Oh I should go do some practice problems.
