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Pre-calc was killer! Effing gee. Afterward, Vince proclaimed that he had gotten his ass whupped. Tiff cussed at anyone and everyone who would listen. I was so bummed out she even let me put my head on her shoulder without a fight.
History was okay. Stupid Will took the pass and went to the "bathroom." I desperately needed to go. A line quickly formed, and as I waited and felt myself leaking, I finally asked Bals if I could just go. I did, and fucking Will was sitting in the rotunda, talking. Fuck! Anyway, I had a borderline so I hope I did well enough to get the A.
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Anatomy Jen and I managed to get exactly 90.0% after Lucy, so we didn't have to take it. Hellllla lucky. I spent the period preparing for my speech.
English I chose to wear a skirt and a pink top, something decidedly un-Caroline but potentially future Caroline. Thank Verra for sisters, or I'd have no clothes. I aged twenty years so that I could have a kid who was born twenty years ago (which means I'd have to have gotten pregnant like, yesterday) and marked 5 minutes exactly, but I guess my speech wasn't good enough to raise my grade. I was upset, because I have a bad grade in Pre-Calc and possibly Spanish. And I guess I thought that I would be okay with that if I could get that A in English; that somehow it would balance out. But I didn't, so it doesn't. So close. So fucking close.
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Spanish was shitty. 64. Oh, and I was late. I woke up at like 7:25 and shit shit shit. I had spent the previous day working on graduation stuff for the seniors (roses) instead of studying for Spanish like I should have been, and I got home at like 10 and I was tired and wiped out and I didn't want to review grammar. I remember thinking it didn't matter anymore. I still don't know if it does. Graduation was nice. Speeches were funny.
Physics I checked my grade today and I got a B. Funny stuff, cause I failed the final and my test grade is a D. But yes, I was extremely pleased to see that I did not get a C or D or F. This class was a pleasure. I will miss it.
History was okay. Stupid Will took the pass and went to the "bathroom." I desperately needed to go. A line quickly formed, and as I waited and felt myself leaking, I finally asked Bals if I could just go. I did, and fucking Will was sitting in the rotunda, talking. Fuck! Anyway, I had a borderline so I hope I did well enough to get the A.
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Anatomy Jen and I managed to get exactly 90.0% after Lucy, so we didn't have to take it. Hellllla lucky. I spent the period preparing for my speech.
English I chose to wear a skirt and a pink top, something decidedly un-Caroline but potentially future Caroline. Thank Verra for sisters, or I'd have no clothes. I aged twenty years so that I could have a kid who was born twenty years ago (which means I'd have to have gotten pregnant like, yesterday) and marked 5 minutes exactly, but I guess my speech wasn't good enough to raise my grade. I was upset, because I have a bad grade in Pre-Calc and possibly Spanish. And I guess I thought that I would be okay with that if I could get that A in English; that somehow it would balance out. But I didn't, so it doesn't. So close. So fucking close.
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Spanish was shitty. 64. Oh, and I was late. I woke up at like 7:25 and shit shit shit. I had spent the previous day working on graduation stuff for the seniors (roses) instead of studying for Spanish like I should have been, and I got home at like 10 and I was tired and wiped out and I didn't want to review grammar. I remember thinking it didn't matter anymore. I still don't know if it does. Graduation was nice. Speeches were funny.
Physics I checked my grade today and I got a B. Funny stuff, cause I failed the final and my test grade is a D. But yes, I was extremely pleased to see that I did not get a C or D or F. This class was a pleasure. I will miss it.
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