Journal entry 100
I walked into the class room and Mrs. Hunt gave me and everyone else her usual affable greetings. Many people take advantage of her though. I like math class and all but im not all that great at it. The class seemed interminable because we were getting our report card today.
When i got home my parents were pretty mad. My mom asked if something was amiss but my dad is more irascible. He asked me what impelled me to slack off. His tirade left me tremulous. I entreated my dad to not ground me but his seriousness left me despondent.
I never want to get bad grades again and now i reall dont like Mrs. Hunt either
Journal entry 105
Well my history final was today and boy that was hard i mean im no sage. I dont know how they expect us to remember anything about this guy all i can remember is he was reclusive. i thought very profoundly buti was just drawing blanks.
I could hear my dad's voice reverberating in my head "If you dont get good grades you cant go to the amusement park over summer!" so yea lots of pressure on me. I just hope Mr.connoley will have some sympathy
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