1 am. I was studying the basic trigonometric functions. The day started so wildly out of picture. Nobody knew what to expect.
I told myself that life is so wonderful.
Not…
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I got remarkably high scores in my first quizzes. (Chem : 21/20, Fil 17+__ / 20+ ___). We had a math sw and a CLE seatwork.
For some apparent reason, three of our teachers weren’t there for the classes today. Uhm… I just noticed. I pointed it out… So kill me.
Club time. Wow. Club time. Impeccably interesting.
Dismissal — can someone please just put a bullet through my head already?
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Seriously. I’m going to stag (i wish it’ll change. gosh). I even feel like not going. I mean its just another dance and time to socialize… goodness, as if people don’t already have too much to think of.
Im completely and utterly hopeless. I’m dying and i dont even want to know about it.
I’m so down right now. I’m browsing clothes for a potential prom disaster.
.:.
