it's the last day of school...
i don't know what to feel...
it didn't feel like the end...it still doesn't...i guess it's not...
but i'll never have this routine again...
first period math....small, quiet, and a little awkward....
second period history...where everyone just goofed off....
third period english...ms. smith whom everyone hated but i liked her...she saved my grade
fourth period spansh...ms. eichorn is so eccentric but i like her..i. learned a lot too...i felt bad for skipping her class...
fifth period health..and then art...good classes...i loved the conversations i had with my posse..lol
sixth period science....learned a lot in there too..it was little awkard having an indian teacher but she's nice...
i miss having that routine...just seeing my friends and being the way i was/am...
confused?
this whole year..i've come really far...and i've gotten really used to it....waiting late for my dad to pick me up..the school building ...i dunno how to describe it...and now i don't know what to do....ugh...
i hate staying at home..
and then i'm going to stupid Bangladesh for a freakin month..ugh i hate this....i'll try as best as i can to up date this....and email my friends too...
"cyber cafes"....
huh...
i don't want to sleep...i don't want this day to be over...
it didn't seem real till after school...
i'm going to miss all my friends...and they're all so dear to me i really mean it...we had a lot of great times....oh well
the last few days have been very stress filled...
there was my math final...which if i didn't get an almost perfect score on i would get a b on my report card..hence screwing up my 4.0 gpa...
i literally prayed for a miracle..and studied like crazy....like the whole time i'm serious...
and despite the sins i've commited...i received that miracle....Allah is truly great....Allahu Akbar!
i wish i wasn't so stupid..like in every way...
it wasn't just the automatic extra credit and the generous curve on the final...
it was mr. herrington setting the range for an A in his class from 89.5% upwards...my grade was exactly 89.5%...
it was ms. smith talking to people from IB about giving me an A despite my C on the apartheid essay....cause i work so hard otherwise and was only .5% off....
that's a real miracle....
i don't want reality to become just a mental picture |