Test... test... test...
My day today went like...
Class that became a study hall.
Class that became a study hall.
Class with a test.
Class with a test.
Study hall.
Class.
Class with a test.
My brain is fried.
I don't know how I'm going to do all that history crap this weekend. Not that I'm busy, but I'm just so not in the mood after this week.
Also, I just sort of hinted in the Precalc blog that I know more about HTML/CSS than any 16-year-old girl probably should know. These days, the only time I really use this is to do things like the layout for my Livejournal because I'm picky about that sort of thing. But somehow I doubt this will improve my cool factor, which undoubtedly is already in the negatives.
...and yet I don't seem to care all that much. Guess I'm too far gone.
Class that became a study hall.
Class that became a study hall.
Class with a test.
Class with a test.
Study hall.
Class.
Class with a test.
My brain is fried.
I don't know how I'm going to do all that history crap this weekend. Not that I'm busy, but I'm just so not in the mood after this week.
Also, I just sort of hinted in the Precalc blog that I know more about HTML/CSS than any 16-year-old girl probably should know. These days, the only time I really use this is to do things like the layout for my Livejournal because I'm picky about that sort of thing. But somehow I doubt this will improve my cool factor, which undoubtedly is already in the negatives.
...and yet I don't seem to care all that much. Guess I'm too far gone.
