Well finals are drawing ever nearer, and this means a lot of things. And for everybody in this school it means non-fiction Fridays. In every single freshman literature class, we have these little worksheets to do. Most of them are two or three pages, but the lucky ones can get a one-pager. We have to accumulate these over the course of a quarter; usually about six of them. And even though I've had a quarter to do them, I'm still sitting here, typing, with only five done. And I've got English next period.
Oh well. I'm lazy, but for me it's just another day on the blog. Speaking of blogs, my good friend Seth Remling has now started a blog. I have no idea if he's just setting it up as a joke, (probably) but I got to support him. There's a link to his page right here on the sidebar.
I took a look at my grades today. I didn't do half bad. Basically A's and B's in everything. B minus in health, but I don't give a damn about that. Like I mentioned, I hate Health.
I wonder if my grades have any relevance to my grades whatsoever. I know it's good for me to write so often, but my English teacher wouldn't give me extra credit for it (he runs a cruel dictatorship). I don't think so, but I'm happy about how my blog's doing - I've gotten three comments just this week. If you look closely, one of them looks like it's from me, but that was my editor's girlfriend playing tricks on me. That's what I get for telling them my password...
"If you pick up a bean every day, day by day, the beans fill the sack." - Jules Abromavitz.
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