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[caithream]

Bloody fecking hell.

While I was at the gym my mom picked up my schedule for me. Augh.

Homeroom with Mr. Sims, the new science teacher. Guess what. Hate him already. I'd give muchly to have Mr. Ward back. *Stabs*

The guidance counselor this year is Coach Scholsser, whom I already loathe. She's the one who set up my schedule and bloody friggen screwed it up. It says for fourth period I'm taking Spanish III and I swear if I take that I'm going to have a mental breakdown. There is no way I can keep up with Geometry/Calculus/Trig and Spanish III. I was planning on focusing all my time on math because I suck greatly at it. Spanish isn't hard, it's just a lot of work. And besides, I hadn't even put Spanish III as my second choice!! At least I think I didn't.

Secondly, for fifth period she put me down for SAT Test Prep which I've already taken, thankyouverymuch. No one ever told me about having to take it again. I'm not. No way.

This is looking to be a fantastic year, boys and girls. Hell.

Well, *Squee* Except that Orlando looks like a trucker. But Dom’s wearing velvet. Hehe. And Billy’s wearing that jacket. Rawr. And the fact that I saw a clip of Elijah in Spy Kids 3. Heheh. OMGwhatageek. :D

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[caithream.livejournal.com]

Aww, thank'ee kindly. :D I mean, if it's like this in high school it just might be worse in college. Eck.

Mm, no I didn't. Slipped my mind, lol. I'll catch it one of these times.