So I walk into English class and my teacher was pissed off for some reason. The bell rings and then she says “Class I’m very disappointed in you all. I heard that there were a group of boys downstairs studying for vocab quizzes 5 minutes before the bell. The reason why that disappoints me is because I have given you all a week to study and its an easy 100. There were 2 kids in the class that got such a low grade I can’t even possibly imagine how Pre-AP students could score this way. One kid got a 8/100 and another kid got a 4/100. I’m just disappointed.” So basically when she said that all I could do was laugh because I swear I thought it wasn’t me. Just 5 minutes ago I check my grades online and I was the one that got a 4-_____-
I hate it when people ask me how I’m doing. I always say good, even if I say I’m not doing great they never do anything about it to make me happy. I dislike questions like that, especially “how was your day?” It’s just pointless small talk which leads to an awkward point in the conversation which makes me say “I have to go to the bathroom.”
I feel so heartless…but I shouldn’t be the only one that feels this way.
"What I’m about to tell you is true. Suppose one of you says to this mountain, ‘Go and throw yourself into the sea.’ You must not doubt in your heart. You must believe that what you say will happen. Then it will be done for you. "So I tell you, when you pray for something, believe that you have already received it. Then it will be yours. And when you stand praying, forgive anyone you have anything against. Then your Father in heaven will forgive your sins."
The one thing that pisses me off more than losing is turnovers. I’m tired of those horrible passes where the ball gets intercepted. Honestly, I feel like Jeremy Lin right now. I’ve been making so many careless mistakes the past 2 days.
Eff me. Just eff me.
Shoutout to my friends for leaving me with encouraging words throughout all troubles.