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******** ******** ******** with buffalo sauce!!!
ok, ok, ok. i'm totally stressing right now. i'm at the point that i... i don't even want an artificial substance to relieve myself because i am going so crazy and so am so paranoid and i just need to calm down.
oh my friggen god. my GPA is steadily dropping. i know what you're thinking: wow, what a hypersensitive, overreacting lil freak on our hands. NO! WRONG! HUGE UNDERESTIMATION of the impact that this stupid number has on my life. grrr!
ok, so it's like this: my padres fav kid is my sister. no stopping that, because no matter how much she bitches and how many fits she throws and how many appliances she destroys in her little crazy episodes, my parents always do whatever they can to appease her and make her a** happy. why? cuz she's... a ******** ridiculous annoying tyrant, and we all know it's easier to ignore the problem than face it. geez, pussies. and i can't hit her cuz she was in that car accident. two months. two months.
oh, but moving on, my parents also love my brother insanely. see, he didn't do so well in school, BUT, he has the excuse of a "learning disability." is it a learning disability to procrastinate and ditch class when you don't feel like going? cuz if so, that disability hasn't affected my grades at all, and shouldn't be an excuse for him. don't get me wrong, i practically idolize the boy, but he's lazy. despite that, though, my parents unconditionally love him. he's the only REAL son and the first born.
now is my problem. the one thing my parents have always appreciated about me is that my grades are always good. i ******** up, i make mistakes, i act out on occasion, but the one thing that helps them forgive me and stop worrying about my stupidity is knowing that my grades are perfect.
NEWSFLASH! perfection has a limit, apparently.
A, A, B, C-!, B A, A.
yeah, in case you couldn't figure it out yourself, there's only 3 grades up there that my parents are gonna give a rats-a** about.
god, ******** me. i need to raise those shits before the end of the year. how the ******** did i let myself drop so low?!
 the_forgotten_thought · Wed Apr 21, 2010 @ 02:49am · 1 Comments |
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