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Monday, February 15, 2010

in everything I do, you are a pale shade of blue.

Dear world: My name is not Alaska, Steph, Sen, Sunshine, or anything.
But I will still go by anything people call me, because I still don't know who I am.
I am sixteen. I can't drive, and I don't have a job. I procrastinate too much.
My grades are doing better, though. I guess.
They kind of dropped last quarter, but now they're doing well.

My social life is still nonexistant.

Geometry Honors: 90A
Acting: 100A
English 2 Pre-IB: 92A
French 2 Pre-IB: 90A
Algebra 2 Honors: 85B
Chemistry Pre-IB: 83B
AP European History: 75C
Social Life: 70C

Overall, here is my semester:

Geometry Honors: 90A
Acting: 100A
English 2 Pre-IB: 94A
French 2 Pre-IB: 90A
Algebra 2 Honors: 87B
Chemistry Pre-IB: 79C
AP European History: 74C

I'm seated at number 95 in a class of 422. 22.5th Percentile, which is great-- but not the best.


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