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Is Mah BlogIs just a blog. Whatever happens to spew from my mind at the time will wind up on this blog in one way or another. Reflecting on the DayDec 19, 2007 6:50 pm by CokekittyI was sitting in homeroom today working on my chemistry homework. I got stuck somewhere and asked my teacher a question (he's my homeroom and chem teacher, convieniently), and he explained to me what I was supposed to do. As I was working, however, a thought struck me. A few underclassmen had stopped in for extra help in Bio Lab and they'd overheard me. I wonder...how bizarre my conversation with my teacher must have sounded to them. I also remembered being a sophomore myself, and listening to him talk to Juniors about chemistry, and how I wished I knew what was being said. It was like they were speaking a different language. But now it sounds so normal - for the most part, I do know what he's talking about - I wonder...were those sophomores thinking the same thing I did last year? Or do I just think too much? Ha-ha. Could be either, I suppose. As far as that lab that was never turned in goes, my teacher's going to let me make it up, but it really makes me mad. He told me I can turn in the write-up, but I don't have a copy of anything that's supposed to go in the write-up (save for one sheet of calculations that I can't seem to decode. Zach possesses all the important documents), and I didn't even know how to do it the first time! But not only that, it wasn't my fault that it wasn't turned in! It was my stupid lab partner's, and now my grade's hurting for his carelessness. I don't want to make it up. I shouldn't have to. I have enough stress as it is! The last thing I need is this to worry about! I'd have to do the entire lab all over again, and I just don't have time. I have to finish this stupid project for my art class that I'm probably never going to get done, but it looks like crap anyway so I don't care. Our town simply does not support the arts. I'm doing this painting, and the paints are total crap. It sucks. I hate my city. I hate my school, and I reeeeeaaaaallly hate Chemistry. I should have taken Bio II. But no. I'm stupid. I fail at life...and Chem.
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