Mom had to get up early today, so Gram drove me instead. It was cold out today, like, -17 C. Today was all about the studying. It was weird, because only one of the teachers said they would miss us, and it's the teacher that should've been the most relieved we were gone. We were such a pain in his ass.
I worked on my Construction project for the whole duration of English class. I didn't care about practising for English. I was just going to watch the movie when I got home from the school. The teacher gave us three more passages to practice, but I didn't do any of them, even though I probably should have. I don't really know how I'm going to do on the exam, but the good news is that I have already passed the course, which means I have already passed all my courses. And that is a very good thing.
Our Science teacher made us play a game to help study for the exam, but he put questions in there that we didn't even need to know. And it just made everyone more worried, because they didn't know the answers. I wasn't more stressed, because I knew what the subjects were, but I still was a little bit confused.
At lunch, I just sat down and started drawing for Construction. I really wanted to get everything finished before it was the end of the day, and I knew that wouldn't happen if I did none of the work outside of class.
In Construction, I did finish everything on time, and I also got to leave to eat my lunch I didn't have time for. I wasn't really upset about not being in that class anymore, even though I knew none of those people would ever talk to me ever again. I didn't really care that much. I could only stand about one of them.
French was about doing whatever we wanted to. Our teacher suggested we study, but I didn't, even though I should have. That is the only class I'm going to miss, even though it is my worst mark.
Becca and I walked home, and it was really cold. My legs felt like they were being frozen off, but when I got home, I just started watching Romeo + Juliet. The version with Leonardo DiCaprio.
We went to McDonald's for dinner. I had the ten piece chicken nuggets. When we got home, dad and I finished watching the movie. it was still really weird.
I also watched Arrow, but my family kept talking really loud, so I had to pause it. I really want to know if Oliver is actually, like, dead-dead.
SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!! OMG He's not dead! At least, I don't think he's dead. No, he's not dead. He was alive with his now haircut, so that means he's alive. The 100 is on now, and it's really stressful to watch.
Wow. That expression "I can't even" is just a short form for "I can't even finish my sentence because I am so (insert emotion here)". Most of the time, the sentence isn't finished because the person can't figure out what emotion they have an abundance of, which is case for me right now. I don't know what I'm feeling about The 100 right now. Can't quite figure it out. Still ship Bellarke though.
