A Praise

This is the first night that I haven't had to come home and do history homework in a long long long time, so it's pretty amazing. That is my praise of the day. I didn't even put my history book in my bag to take home so there's zero chance of me doing it at all, even if I might have time. It's a good thing too, seeing as I didn't get home from cross country practice until 6:05. Though my evening will be spent studying for my Puritan Lit. test in English tomorrow. Isn't it weird, the past two English tests I never studied for and aced them, no problem. But my two history tests in which I study for and what not, I fail miserably. Which resulted in me having my first legit. "C" in any class, ever in my life. Even Pre-Algebra with Mrs. Searcy was worse and I still managed an "A" in her class. I guess its always time for firsts though, it's what makes the world go round. That and the hilarious stories I get from Mr. Shaver's class everyday. He makes up for the grueling hour and a half I spend with Mr. Granger. I don't know what I'm going to do next semester when I don't have him as a teacher, I'll have to visit him everyday. It'll be a sad sad day, the day we come back after Christmas Break and 3rd block will roll around and I'll be going somewhere else. ):