Yes, final exams are supposed to be so scary.
But, actually, they aren't. I've done really well on my first two, for Biology and LA. I actually finished the essay, too. I've never been able to finish an in-class essay in all my years of being a student. I feel good.
Tomorrow...
I've got Spanish. Then, I get to come home. I love the schedule! It's just two or three blocks of a simple hour and twenty minutes of exams each day. But I get to come home early tomorrow because there's no such thing as a gym or band final. Monday's the day I'm worried about. I've got World History, and Geometry. Hard classes.
I never really realised it, but the first year of high school really passed me by. Why, it seems like just yesterday that I was sitting in Geometry learning the theorems for congruency of a triangle. This is a good thing because I have already somewhat retained my information for finals, but a bad thing because being a freshman was fun. You're the new meat in school, and everyone thinks you're adorable. None of that hazing stuff happens...Maybe it's just my school, and it's stellar quality.
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In terms of how this site looks, I'll try to make it look less bland. But white is a nice colour, and so is green and so is blue. ^_^