schools back. it hasnt been too bad. the night before monday i prayed that itd be a good day because i really wasnt in the mood to go back to school and i knew id get a bunch of quizzes i took before break back. well you know what? chem we had a sub, i got an A on my spanish quiz, and sub for math! haha but then i said "well its just moving the bad news to tomorrow (today)." i prayed again to the Lord and told him i knew i might get depressed today and that He would be my comfort and just no matter what, remind me that i have the potential to do better. i also prayed that no matter what that my day would not drag me down and i'd still try to make it pleasant. oh and look.. chem sub again, math test was moved to monday instead of friday, and our MATH QUIZ WAS DROPPED! w00t. i knew i did soo bad on that quiz. thank God! no really, thank Him. never underestimate the power of prayer. even if its for the little things. :D
this is getting quite out of hand. today shannon and i were pushing each other because i told her we should go to class but she was too lazy to start moving. then stephen (all protective over her) separates us and grabs my arm really really tight. it hurt like a freaking mofo. it was over my "bite mark." i almost started crying.. well i was tearing. what is with this! i am so weak. there isnt even a mark.. but it hurts still whenever someone touches that area. so warning STAY AWAY FROM MY RIGHT ARM OR I'LL KNOCK YOUR TEETH OUT. have a nice day.
