thor: (AND THE GUY BEHIND THE COUCH)
I succeeded to do everything on my list! Except that when I woke up, I went back to sleep... Surprisingly, I didn't sleep through my final! And my class was very happy about the donuts.

While in deep concentration, writing an essay on a zombies apocalypse, I started getting tweets from Misha Collins, about he's being held hostage by the Queen, so couldn't help but start laughing during the final. Hopefully she'll release him soon.

But I forgot to check my grade after both tests so I don't know if I passed. Oh well. I guess I'll find out the same time as my parents when grades are sent home in a couple of weeks...

Now, the decision: Study for the final finals tomorrow, or play DDR until I'm too tired to do anythings else, then pass out?

AN EASY CHOICE

DON'T WORRY, SOON YOU WONT HAVE TO HEAR ME RANT ABOUT FINALS BECAUSE THERE IS ONLY ONE MORE DAY, ONLY ONE MORE DAY THEN I MIGHT TALK ABOUT INTERESTING STUFF LIKE LIKE IGUANAS OR SOMETHING

Iguanas are cool looking.
thor: (HE WHO WALKS THE FIRE BRETHES)
TODAY I WILL

1. Go to sleep right now
2. Wake up way too early
3. Print out paper for English
4. Buy donuts
5. Turn in paper to English teacher before class
6. Give math class donuts -- DDDX hard
7. Trig final: Pass test with at least 86%
8. English final: write about a zombie apocalypse
9. Go home
10. Sleep
thor: (YEAR 2000 DELIVERY BOY)
Our final project in Drafting was to make a plane. We made every part of it, and mine was... I don't even know how it flew, not only in a straight line, but the farthest. The wings were backwards and uneven and shit.

After I cleared everything up with the school administrator and other teachers today, I went to Tae Kwon Do where all the kids tackled me. Yeah, they're three feet tall, but still! I was already on the ground and there were five of them and and... And then a slightly taller kid, Riley attacked me, too. He's younger than me, but dammit, a rank above me. During our battle, I accidentally knocked him in the head, but he accidentally slammed me in the face. So we're even.

Oh, he also stole Bryce's phone and knife and locked us out of the car for like ten minutes. That was... fun...


SO

RIGHT NOW, I'M GOING TO DO IT. I WILL STUDY FOR MY TRIG FINAL TOMORROW

I CAN DO IT I CAN DO IT I CAN DO IT I WILL DO IT

OKAY

...

EH, I'LL DO IT LATER...

GOOD NIGHT
thor: (YOU ARE DEAD)
Yes... yeees!! Done with homework! For three months ever! Bwahahaha!

Except that the three papers I spent over an hour each on yesterday will never be turned in because I fell asleep during lunch, all through lunch, through the Summer Bash, through forth hour, plus an hour. So those will never be seen by my English teacher ever, and I don't think I'll get that A I wanted. DAMN.

Regardless, I don't care that much so I'm good...

All that is left is Finals!

BESIDES SCHOOL...

.... Nothing, really.
thor: (DESTROY DESTROY)
This morning we had a quiz over the last three sections in trig, and this morning was also the first time I opened my math book in about a week, but I think I passed anyways! Maybe even with a good grade!

Chemistry is different, though, because--THE POLYATOMIC ION FOR ACETATE [ethanoate] IS C2H3O2-// THE POLYATOMIC ION FOR PERMANGANATE ION IS MnO4-// THE--

--because I love memorizing long streams of letters and numbers. Mostly numbers. Especially numbers. Only numbers, screw the letters.

thor: (DESTROY DESTROY)
SO IN DRAFTING TODAY WE'RE BAKING COOKIES.

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