GRAHHHH!
*YAWN*
I felt like typing a journal entry, but now that I'm here I don't want to.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Online:
Nothing online. You all suck. I hate you all. That was...mean. Sorry Sorry Sorry.
Lets see...I'm questing for a Kitsune Mask. End of story?
Walt Disney in 3d (Funny dude) accepted my friend request. BOO YAH.
Oooooooohhhhhhh Yeeeeeeeah, forgot, funny multimedia coming A.S.A.P. baby.
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Offline:
For the past week, we've been taking the Connecticut Academic Performance Test a.k.a. C.A.P.T. Test. The test is a week an a half and focuses on Math, Writing, Reading, and Science.
BORING. Its designed so Level One students could pass it. Smart kid like me can blow right through it. Its so lame and easy I hardly have to think when taking it. Over the past three days I've written eight pages in a total of an Hour a day. *YAWN*
Supposedly its one of the hardest tests in the country. Every state has their own test, but some states like mine are harder than the hick states. But Connecticuts is nationally reowned for being the hardest. It isn't even hard...maybe its just me.
Socially its going good. Since the CAPT is Sophomore only (Unless you failed and had to retake it) all the Sophomores get to have one big lunch together. It RAWKS. The only problem I have four tables of about fifthteen people per table that want me to sit with them.
Kelsey threatened to kill me if I didn't sit with her. gonk
I thought I was going to seemy cousins this weekend since I haven't seen them in a month. Apparently my Uncle is going to get wasted at the St. Patricks Day parade instead of having us over.
I'm getting an 87 in Biology. w0 to the mothereffin' 0t. xd
Peace Hebrews.
Mood: xd 'Effin' effed up.
Song: "Tell Me When to Go" by E-40
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I can find at least twenty errors in this.
Though, since it's a journal, it doesn't really matter.
Nice to see someone proud of themself though.