gailstorm

Into the mind of Daynah.

Trig class yesterday. Teacher passes out a progress report and says to get it signed. I write "Report Signed" on my hand.

Go over to Chris' place and he asks me what it is. I forget for a second (did I have a literature report to do?) and then it hits me! THE DAMN PROGRESS REPORT! Chris writes "Report Signed" on my belly button so that when I'm looking down I can read it clearly.

Nummy nummy sex. (see previous entry)

Get home, undressing for bed... SHIT PROGRESS REPORT. It's like midnight and I violently wake up my parents. "Sign it sign it!" Then I go to bed.

Wake up, take the papers to my car and put them in the passenger's seat. I think for a moment and put it in my bag, knowing I'll forget to bring it into the school if I just leave it there.

Get to school, grab my bag, go into class. As I'm walking in, my teacher asks, "Did you bring your progress report?"

"Shit," I think "I left it in the passenger's seat in my car."

...

So I walk ALLLL the way to my car and as soon as I get there I remember my mistake.

....ARG!

Only one more week of this high school crap. College teachers don't make you sign progress reports.


EDIT: Someone needs to help me move all my shit from one server to another. For I am scared and don't know how to do it!