Two things today.
1) I'm in a bit of a sticky position. I was getting three D's when I got my progress report this trimester. To put it simply, my father shit a brick. So I told him I'd get my grades up if he'd leave me alone. I did bring my grades up, then they slipped again, but I was confident that I would bring them right up again. So when my father asked how my grades were doing, I weaved a little web of lies that I can't keep up with now. He was confident I was getting C's instead of D's, then B's instead of C's, then I finally told him the truth the other night. He asked and I said that I am getting a C in chemistry, a C in geometry, and a C in English which in my family is unacceptable. The whole, "But I thought you were bringing your grades up?" conversation went down and I promised again that I would bring them up.
So now I must, fo rizzle, since the trimester ends in two weeks. I can do it, right?
2) Today's a beautiful day. Happy birthday Danielle Bader and Dr. Seuss. I always remembered Danielle's birthday because the first year that we knew each other, the elementary school we went to had a Dr. Seuss Day on her (their) birthday.
Whoaaaaa, second grade seems like yesterday. I'm almost a junior in high school, can you believe that? Next year I'll get my ring and next year I'll have a senior and next year I'll be able to drive hella and next year I'll be in Algebra 2 and next year I'll be in Sr. O'Dea's class and next year I will get my tattoo and next year I will have gone to South Africa and next year. NEXT YEAR.
Whoa.
Next year I'll be in Spanish 4 and next year I'll be taking Biology and next year I'll be turning seventeen and next year I'll own a bowtie and I will wear it to school every Monday. Hell, I'll own a bowtie this year. Next year I'll know how to cook more than chicken marsala and quesadillas. Next year the Schofields will be in college WTF MAYTE? Next year, with any luck, Mykaila and Morgan will be in Egypt, Turkey, Ghana, Indonesia, and Thailand and will have zillions of stories to tell when they get back SENIOR YEAR. Next year, this year's freshmen will be sophomores and will be going through the same thing I am now. Next year, we'll go to Kairos. Next year, Alexa will be driving that lovely yellow awesomemobile. Next year, my hair will be long.
Hokay. Excited.
Exactly three months yesterday until my birthday.
WHOA!
Sleepy. After tutor I must get home and sleep.
Love.
Oh Dear God, you're beautiful.
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1 comment:
1. Good luck, girl!
2. Um, next year you and i can be pen pals.
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