I made a high A on my algebra test. Mind = blown. I NEVER make A's on math tests. In fact, I only made one A on a test in geometry last year. I didn't even know what I was doing for half of the algebra test. I BS'ed the entire graphing section. I struggle so hard in math. I couldn't even form a complete sentence when I saw my test grade.
French Class Girl was herself today! She sang Christmas songs in the middle of September and repeatedly whispered "fuck, fuck, fuck!" to herself in the hallway. Also, neither she nor Irritating Girl have a date to Homecoming, so they're going to take their pictures together. (Awww, FCG should've just gone ahead and asked IG to Homecoming... She knows she wants to! Of course, IG would horribly reject her, and if she didn't, the school would probably go Nazi Homophobes on them, but it would be such a huge accomplishment for Miss Closet Case! I'd be so proud of her!)
I'm going to be soooo sad when she graduates! I hate it when she talks about it, which she does all the time. I'm going to miss her so freaking much! My school day revolves around her, as sad as that is. She's my main journal subject! What will I write about when she goes away? All I'll have is the crap she does on facebook. I can't be alone at school without my freakazoid! She's my comic relief! I can't imagine my life without her!
My fucking chemistry teacher gave me a 0 on my homework because I didn't write down the questions. (I don't recall her saying to do so.) WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT? I did all the answers, and isn't that the part that matters? Damn, at least give me half credit, because going by that logic, I could just write down the questions and turn them in for full credit.
I hate that bitch! She's just... UGH. She makes me so mad! I mean, I already hate chemistry, seeing as I quite frankly don't give a damn about the subject. Giving me the dreaded Old Crush as a classmate fueled my distaste for chemistry. But the teacher is the match that lights the flame of my burning hatred of chemistry. I can't stand her!
In other news, IG doesn't believe in girly lesbians. Hello, IG. My name is Super Duck. We've gone to school together since kindergarten. I dare say that you have more masculine interests than I do. My favorite colors are purple and pink. I have long hair, and I put on makeup every day. I have a newly discovered interest in shopping. I do not own any clothes from the guys' section. I also fucking LOVE me some boobs. Oh, and our dear weirdo FCG? Biggest homo ever, and she wants you like crazy. Yes, IG, you can be girly and a lesbian or even straight and a tomboy. Way to be clueless.
One of my friends suggested that perhaps IG doesn't believe in girly lesbians because she is in denial that FCG likes her. This makes sense to me. I'd be in denial too if FCG liked me.
Hmm, I can't really think of anything else to write. I guess I should go do my stupidly huge amount of algebra homework. I FREAKING HATE SCHOOL.