Erm, I recently found out that we're getting teacher comments on our reports, and some possible requested interviews. And that's stressing me so bad, because there have been things happening at school that I haven't told my parents, and I would prefer for it to stay that way, like, if my parents find out about my lack of work in Child Studies, I'm screwed. If my parents find out that I'm upset over Aimee, I'm screwed, because they didn't know I was still friends with her. If my parents find out that I had to umpire in PE for three weeks because my fingers were all screwed up, I'm fucked. If my parents find out what I wrote for my English recount, then I'm screwed. And... okay, Social Studies hasn't been too bad. Bah. I fucking hate year twelve.
March 18th, 2010 at 01:32pm