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09:31 on 06.21.03
I got a 100 on my French regents and a 98 on my Global regents. If I get a 99 on anything, I am going to cry. Joshua came over yesterday and we studied for chemistry. We actually went through a lot, and yes we actually studied but it's so frustrating because I am still having so much trouble. He gave me these two packets to read through but I don't know if I am going to be able to remember it all. I think I am going to cry, because this is so difficult for me. Is chemistry even worth the effort? And I do not want to get something in the eighties for this test. Because that will kill my 95 average for the quarter/year. I am aiming for at least a 90. I hope I can do it. I think I am going to have to spend a lot of time on the phone with Joshua, studying my brains out. I have never spent so much time studying for an exam. I have read chapters on my own and have done lots and lots of review sheets and now all of this. *sigh* I think I want to slam something against a wall, right now. No. I have to go to work soon. I am working 7 hours today. There goes my Saturday. I don't mind too much because I definitely enjoy my job. Everyone told me that my first job would be terrible, but this one isn't bad at all. My feet might hurt afterwards but slowly, I am getting used to walking/running around. But I get a decent enough paycheck every week and that's that. Take me for what I am/Who I was meant to be/And if you give a damn/Take me baby or leave me... That is for "Take Me or Leave Me" from Rent. It has been stuck in my head and I don't know why. Yes I do! Ashley was talking about downloading a karaoke version of it a couple of days ago and ever since then, the song just won't go away. Alright, so I have received this note from somebody (at another site) who wants to be my friend... And I have to go to work now. I love Joshua.
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