To start things off, story time. Everyone gather around. Story: my school schedule was pretty much messed up by having two study halls and no fifth hour, which should be more like a Senior's schedule (I'm a Junior, so I need credits badly). Everyone I shown it to said that it was pretty messed up, and told me to get it fixed? Did I do it? Hell no. Why not? Procrastination and enjoying only four classes.

So this week I was pretty much forced to go to the Counselor to get it fixed, so that I have Chemistry, English (I didn't first semester English 11. I would have started that in Janurary, with semester 2), and a fifth hour. They days that I started English and Chemistry were...

TEST DAYS. Yes, I somehow managed to perfectly time it out before hand when to get my schedule fixed. It just did not seem coincidental that English and Chemistry had tests the same day I started to take those courses. I was excused from both, and in English, the second test on Monday.

Sure, I have some Chem. Book work to make up, but all that is is reading a couple chapters about stuff we went over in Science 9.