Dakota

I failed math. Like actually failed it. I missed a test. Mrs. Nunes will allow me to take it and have my grade changed but it's too late to change it on the actual report card. Regardless of what I say to Joyce (about the F not being the actual grade) the pressure is on 'cause she'll still be mad.
I have to pass that test with at least a C.
I was doing really well on the quizzes but early in the semester I failed the first test and we only had two and since I missed one, that fucked over my grade.
So! Fuck! I failed the exam, too. Just barely, but a 66 is failing. But do you know why I failed? Because nothing that was on the fucking review sheet was on the fucking exam. But I'm not bitter.
I'd better have done well on the others. I'm a little nervous about that.
Nothing else worth discussing I don't think.
I spoke to Adna! Yay! I updated her on unpleasant events (Logan, etc.) 'cause I haven't talked to her in months. I admitted my unhealthy curiosity over Brandon's previous relationship. I feel odd about it but I can't very ask about it. I'm not even in a relationship with him; who am I to ask? He's studying for Calculus so I'm leaving him to his studies for the night. No point in "distracting". :)
Tag day tomorrow. For those not in the know, that's when the Catholic school that I go to allows us to pay $1 for us to wear normal clothes. It's ridiculous yet we all do it.
Silly people.

In other news - - -

You are Christian, the penniless poet. You believe in truth, freedom, and beauty; and above all things, you believe in love. You're sensitive and emotional, but your heart is strong. http://www.angelcage.org/mrtest.html.
(Marc created this one; I'm fine with being Christian but Ewan McGregor looks horrible in that photo!)