again with another midnight stream.
so today I took the SATII. It was not fun and I pretty much gave up before the last test. I signed up to do math two, history, and physics. Didn't do physics and told my proctor I was dying and therefore didn't wanna do it. left.
went outside and spent three hours talking to multiples of people.
apparently everyone thought it was hard.
go figure.
throwback today with elementary buddy! unexpected but still nice.
went home and baked.
no really, i went home and started to bake for some strange reason.
i mean it didn't turn out bad, but i made it too sweet.
then out to dinner.
then argument with parents over my physics grade. they need to understand that this was going to happen sooner or later and it just so happens it's happening this year. i was going to hit a roadblack and physics was my roadblock.
understand that I pretty much gave up in that class. dont get me wrong, i hate hate hate giving up, it's a failure in all sense of the word. but there was something about physics, about the weird logic that does not fit with my view of the world, that just irritates me.
i know myself well enough, and im pretty set on my major. i know whatever happens in the future will not have science in it. thank you science teachers but i really dont need to know what a quantum is.
shocking, i know.
but i would like to say that on a scale of one to ten, the morning was a three, noon was a eight point forty seven, evening was a nine point two, and night was a five.
normality.