I mean, I know its the first part of my name, actually…
it’s in there twice.
But on a test, I couldn’t hate the sight of it anymore.
Might as well be an actual F, because it just makes me feel like it’s an F.
First test, a frakin D. How lame is that.
I need to start getting my shit together.
I thought I had most of it together, oh hell no.
It’s time to change this up.
I hate bad grades
almost as much as I hate NoVA (Northern Virginia).
Sorry about the jab jab.
BUT I SAY WHAT I PLEASE.
Okay, another class awaits. Ughh, I wish it was Saturday.