Tuesday, October 14, 2014 "Ignominious Stress."

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Week: 9
Songs to Remember: Scream - Michael Jackson

        So I was expecting to go to sleep today. Actually, I was expecting to go outside for some fresh air at about, I don't know, 11:54 PM 'cause my parents are causing me so more unnecessary stress again. But apparently that fit went by quickly after I was felt pretty tired 'cause I didn't get my nap.

        To make stuff short 'cause I got to sleep on my textbook, World History was eh, English was eh, Chemistry was meh, P.E was eh, Trig sucked hard. I studied hard, I knew how to do it all, and on the test she gave us an equation where it was near impossible for me to solve. I normally wouldn't complain about it, but considering that in order to answer about 5 other questions, I needed the answer to the original question. So you could say I was pretty bummed.

        Even though I know I got those questions wrong 'cause I couldn't figure out the original one, I'm pretty sure I did the questions on the backside correctly (yes, a backside on a quiz). And so I probably got at least a C on it. That is, if I did all the questions on the back correctly. And with each C I get, I dig deeper into grade-limbo. What is grade-limbo? Grade-limbo is when you get so many of the same grades on assignments that in order to get a higher grade, you would need a lot of points. Let's say you get C's on all your tests. Then let's say you get an A on your next one. That A will only create a marginal difference between your original grade and the new one with the A added to it, and therefore taking a lot more A's to turn that C into a B.

        And that's what I'm doing to myself right now. I have so many C's on the tests that I'm practically in grade-limbo right now. My parents were talking about having me go to tutoring starting like next week or something. It was the same dude from last year who just followed a textbook. And handed out homework. And reaps $300-400 from gullible families for just following a book, of which I don't want my parents to be victims of (too late). That money could go for a lot more than have a guy read from a book.

        So I cried. I cried a bit. Then my parents finally said that next time I better get a B. And using my new vocabulary I learned from English class (or rather, from a workbook from English class which I have to self-teach myself), getting a C on my report card is considered very ignominious. I was having another thought about running away, but because I'm so lazy, I just decided that sleep is a better option. Nobody empathizes with us.

        So El's doing fine. Today was pretty windy and cloudy. Anyways, I better get started on burying m head into my book pillow for tonight. Bye.