World Homework

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To each clasroom there is someone like me,sort of,someone born to fail chemistry. Someone born to save the world. I just didnt know yet.

My mum used to say :

"In the words of megan trainor, evey inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top" i retaliated with no ones perfect and that dear megan was a bit too narcissistic for my tastes but it made me feel better. The nice thing about parents is they mske you feel good. My mum isnt the prettiest person on earth,se forgets im allergic to strawberries when making my birthday cake, she lets my grandparents give me home made jumpers and she forgets my age sometimes. However she is better than my dad. I think.

Ok o tell you now i follow in my mums footsteps. I am not so goot at the whole remembering thing,when it comes to important stuff. My one and only friend wishes to be eitjer a Russian supervillan or a drug dealer. We make a great team . Let me tell you a bit mpre about me; my name is jeff and yes i know the vine ha ha get over yourself but that's just what my friends call me. My real name is Jennifer. I love science apart from chemistry and my french is pretty good but really im just Jeff. I end the world