My mom is making me start workbooks. She got mad at me because I missed some multiplication problems and she was like "OH MY GOSH YOU TOTALLY FORGOT HOW TO MULTIPLY!" And I was like "what do you mean?" And she was like "YOU MISSED A PROBLEM, LIKE.. A FEW!" And I was like what. Sure my brain has to get used to it again but it doesn't mean I've forgotten, I've forgotten all those friggin properties though like what does the Distributive Property do again? Or Associative? I only know the Identity Property because it's a zero. She makes me alternate between TV and work and one time I was just sitting there after reading and then she plopped the workbook on the bed and was like "WORK BOOK TIME" like it was the most fun fricking thing in the world, like thanks mom, buy me a 6th grade math workbook where I don't know what the heck is in there, I looked through the "chapters" and there where some things I had never even heard of like there were a bunch of "concepts" I'm afraid of all the sixth grade teachers because none of them seem nice and I hate getting in trouble so if I get in trouble from a woman who reminds me of my dad I will probably break. Like snap and die. So no fun this year and I need quiet friends. Who am I kidding even quiet kids talk to me, heck I used to be a quiet kid. I hate school. I'm not even back yet and I hate it. My aunt is a teacher and I go back to school 4 days before her. And then I get out around the same time. My summer break is June 13/14 to August 13/14. Like thanks school give us two months to enjoy what's supposed to be the best time of your life as a kid
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