This weekend, I was completely and utterly swamped by homework. On Saturday, I spent a total of seven hours on homework, and on Sunday, I spent five. Never in my life have I had so much homework to do.
Most of it was for my AP English class. We're currently reading the Scarlet Letter and we are required to write post-its. So, I had gotten behind on my reading and post-it-ing, which I'll admit was my fault, so I had to go back over the last 8 chapters or so and do that. Then I had pre-calculus and physics, and then social studies, and it just went on and on.
Sunday, I worked some more on my physics and then had some friends from AP English come over so we could work on our project in there. And that took forever and a day. They didn't leave 'til late, around 10ish, and by then all I wanted to do was sleep.
Sooo, I didn't work on my nano hardly at all, so I've got a bit of catching up to do tonight. Thankfully, I don't have hardly any homework.
As a side note: I hate bugs. And when they fly and attack the light in my room I tend to run to get my dad to come kill it. What I hate is when it's not there anymore, which means, it is somewhere else in my room, lurking, and waiting to pounce on me when I least expect it. Curse you bug, curse you.
Most of it was for my AP English class. We're currently reading the Scarlet Letter and we are required to write post-its. So, I had gotten behind on my reading and post-it-ing, which I'll admit was my fault, so I had to go back over the last 8 chapters or so and do that. Then I had pre-calculus and physics, and then social studies, and it just went on and on.
Sunday, I worked some more on my physics and then had some friends from AP English come over so we could work on our project in there. And that took forever and a day. They didn't leave 'til late, around 10ish, and by then all I wanted to do was sleep.
Sooo, I didn't work on my nano hardly at all, so I've got a bit of catching up to do tonight. Thankfully, I don't have hardly any homework.
As a side note: I hate bugs. And when they fly and attack the light in my room I tend to run to get my dad to come kill it. What I hate is when it's not there anymore, which means, it is somewhere else in my room, lurking, and waiting to pounce on me when I least expect it. Curse you bug, curse you.
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