Grades

-are a bitch. Excuse the Italian.

Without them I would have O-(Zero) None, No, Empty Set, NADA stress.

Right now, for some reason Curt doesn't have my current event notes, which is giving me an A- and thats not acceptable.

I have a big test tomorrow in math, which I am not ready for. I have a 94 in there and that could so easily go way down.

English, the worst for me for some reason, is ALWAYS on my mind. I haven't even started my dang hero project. I need to get a 96% or higher to average out the semester with an A. I can write, but altering my style and voiding myself of opinion, rigorously following the AP rules, I'm not the best at it.

Health, Spanish, and Biology are a breeze.

But any one of these classes end in something less than a solid, untainted A, I "Ruin" the record. My chances at scholarships. God knows how we will scrape up the money to go to college. I barely believe in God.

Erase this all from my life, and my future and present life would be A maze ing. I'm having fun with my life, soon I'll have a job, which means money, and I'm going to learn to kick ass at skiing. I go home and snowmobile, woo! I like my friends mostly, and I have a great love life now. Basically, I'm pumped for life. But like a stain on a white shirt, even a small stain, these freaking grades instantly attract unwanted attention. Even if I ignore this stain, in the back of my mind I know its there like an itch in the ass. I can't stand it!