...Joy.
Wow. I suck.
Okay... I have pretty much nothing to say, but you know I felt guilty about not writing in my own diary. Y'know.
I got my midterm yesterday, it wasn't so hot. Not the worst one ever, but DEFINITELY not the best. Was mostly pissed off that my Families Teacher posted our marks on the back of the door and told us those were the ones that were going in. I had an 88. I was happy. People around me were unhappy. All was bliss. I get my report yesterday and suddenly it’s an 85. I have no idea how I could have screwed up that badly over one night (and I wasn't even there the next day). So... not happy. Very not happy.
I missed a few days last week, well, four. I had this lovely cold/fever/headache/cough/sore throat deal. It kinda sucked. A lot. My dad was also away in Connecticut, so bad timing. My mom reminded me every moment of those four days that it was bad timing too, I assure you. On the bright side, while I was at home on my premature deathbed I got accepted to another university. So, I've got accepted into three of the four I applied to now (all but my first choice, naturally).
Off to the wondrous pile of "catch-up homework". Joy.
~Amariel