A long, stressful school day 😫.
You know that moment you walk into a classroom and it's completely empty, and this means you have to chose a seat? Yeah, the stress of life XD .
Anyway, I did this is art class.
When I'm in public my skills decide "Nah, you're bad at art now." 😂
There's also this trash. Guess who's looking completely disinterested while repelling down the building?
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Me.
This was the summer, when I tortured myself in the hot sun for fire safety training.
I have learned that I'm not afraid of heights.
Even here:
I don't know why I'm showing this.
If you want some info on my hell of school is going, I am freakin one grade younger than everyone else in my chemistry class 😫. So not only am I likely the dumbest in the class, I have less information.
In Writer's Craft I'm also so a grade younger. Which is actually what I hoped for. So that if I'm bad, I can use that as an excuse, and if I'm good, then I can show off about it I guess 😂.
See ya. Still so many days to go in school 😩.
~Shaye
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