personal journal

10/27/15

So I'm not going to use any of my real names.
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Today I had a trig test that I think I actually did really well on, at least I hope I did. I stayed up until 3 in the morning taking notes for it. My algebra 2 teacher last year right me nothing so now I have to go re learn most of the stuff I was supposed to learn last year this year, by my self.

My best friend is in trig with me, her name is Helen. Helen is a bitch and I actually really don't like her , but I am really bad at saying what I feel so I hadn't told anybody. I actually don't tell anyone about anything I'm feeling at all . Like last year my grandma died, and I really likes my grandma and she was for the most part pretty great, but I didn't tell my "best friend" Lilly about it or anything. And I actually didn't even talk to my parent s or my sister about it. I didn't even cry.
When my grandpa died I was about 7 years old. My grandpa was a really cool guy. He always had donuts at his house and those strawberry candies . He would tell jokes and everybody that he met liked him. I liked him. I knew he was sick but I never thought about it. I just knew that he couldn't leave the house. When my dad came home and told us that he had died my mom, sister and dad all cried, but I didn't , my dad assumed I was in shock or something so he just tried to make me feel better. But the thing was , I wasn't sad. I wasn't happy , but I just didn't feel anything , I saw how everybody else was crying for him I felt bad , because I did in fact really like my grandpa . He was one of my favorite people . But I just didn't feel sad . Eventually I felt so bad for not being sad, so I cried. I think part of the reason I cried was to make my dad feel better.

Anyways back to my school day. I am pretty confident I at least got a b + on my test and helen said that she is 100% sure that she failed. And for some reason it make s me feel better about myself because I know I am smarter than her. In trig class there is this guy's that is also my friend, his name is James. James and me a pretty much the same in most ways, our personalities are very similar, and we are also about as smart as each other, except I am better at English. (For some reason he can't seem to grasp the concept of poetry ) . Also I am in cheer and Lilly plays basket ball. I used to play basket ball with her busy I caused me way to much stress so I stopped, now Tiffany is constantly making fun of me for being a cheerleader and she treats me like in stupid Eben though I always get better scores than her on everything. Anyways I guess that's all I'm going to write today cause I have to go to bed. But I also want to write down my stats for the day
Cal:600
Exercise:-550
Cw:163
Gw:115
Most all my Cal was from primary do that good I guess.