Stupid history teacher gave me the wrong grade on my report card. We had this one assingmentproect that's worth 50% of our grade, and she forgot to add that into my grade. And so, I was like, "WTF, HOW DID I FAIL HISTORY?!?". I got grounded for a while, but luckily I got it sorted out. >.>
-sigh- I really think I might quit band. It's taking up a lott~~ of my time, and I don't know. I think I'm there more as obligation then personal enjoyment. I don't know anymore.
We went to visit Mia's grave over the weekend. We left chocolates there. We cried, we hugged her grade, and we talked to her privately each. I don't know, but for some reason, I feel a lot happier after getting over that. -sigh-
Helping Iffy-chan 'pimp' this community:
And i'm F-locking my entries from now on. :]
