Exams, Exshcmams

The following is an epic poem which we were required to memorize in the first grade (ironic or counterproductive? you choose.)


Homework! Oh, Homework!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink,
if only a bomb
would explode you to bits.
Homework! Oh, homework!
You're giving me fits.

I'd rather take baths
with a man-eating shark,
or wrestle a lion
alone in the dark,
eat spinach and liver,
pet ten porcupines,
than tackle the homework,
my teacher assigns.

Homework! Oh, homework!
you're last on my list,
I simple can't see
why you even exist,
if you just disappeared
it would tickle me pink.
Homework! Oh, homework!
I hate you! You stink!


Say that three times fast.

ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS!

WEAR YOUR UGLY GREEN SWEATPANTS AND AWKWARD FITTING TSHIRTS!

That ^ is what flashed through my mind Thursday morning when I drug myself out of bed knowing that I had to take a Physics exam 1st period, have a twenty minute study hall to do an hours worth of work, and a waaaaay too long choir class, a 50 point Precalc quiz, AND a Brit. Lit. exam.

Your chuckling at my pain aren't you?

Well, I didn't do so hot on my Physics exam, at all. But, I still ended up with an A for the semester. Weird.
92% on my Brit. Lit. exam (score!) and aced my Precalc quiz which is pratically a miracle because I've only gotten a total of 3 100%s in Precalc all semester.


Overall, I just want this school year to be over with. Amen.

WE ARE HALFWAY THERE!