Remember the last blog post? Thanks everyone for giving... some sort of comfort... LOL As it turns out, I chickened out at the last minute and didn't tell my mom about one of my B's. I guess I'll have to tell her tomorrow. Damn. Tomorrow is also my piano lesson though, and if that's not bad enough, I have to tell her about my B+ in Science. And what makes everything worse is that she keeps asking me if I have straight A's and I just mumble some random stuff and she assumes that I have A's... I don't even know why I'm so scared. It's not like she abuses me or anything like that. D:

Remember my crush? Well, I'm pretty sure he's an . ;_; I'm not really sure though because I barely know him OTL He seems to enjoy telling people to shut up, and today in dodgeball, he hit me with the ball. Oh well, I guess he's... really into sports? Actually he was hitting a clump of people I was included in and the ball scraped me on my thigh. :c Once I got a leeeettle bit mad at him because he kept repeating, "Get out! Get out!" when he supposedly "hit five people" with the ball, but truthfully, only hit like two. And then I just went like "No, , you got it wrong. Stop repeating yourself." in my head. And with my mouth I was all like, "No, it's more like two. God." If you have to know, I'm like SUPER timid with guys ;_; /forever alone. So I was so proud of myself when I made him shut up LOLOL But after that I felt really guilty and kept internally hitting myself. Actually, I'm not even sure if he heard me because I have a quiet voice ._. yeah. So yeah. :c 

I WISH I HAD A TIME MACHINE. That way I could fast-forward things, freeze memories... God. WHY?! I hate being Asian sometimes... /cries to sleep If only my mom was fine with having an A! I know I'm really selfish and all, but sometimes I wish there would be some sort of huge disaster or huge earthquake or something that would make my mom not care about my grades temporarily. Oh, I don't know... there could be a huge earthquake that destroys the town, but kills no people, and they can't mail my report card! :D /wishful thinking

I realize that I don't even care that much about having bad grades. It's just the shouting from my mom and the tears that I dread. D: DARN IT. I cannot wait for summer to come... going camping with friends three times, going to Seattle... I don't even know... I wish I could just skip over this week and have a brand new start in fourth quarter! D: 

 

/fml