Storms

Remember two nights ago? When the wind and the thunder was shaking houses (at least my house) and almost everyone woke up to scary noises and vibrating beds? Well, I woke up too. Just let me tell you now, I HATE THUNDER. It scares the bajeezes outta me. I have to admit, I wasn't feeling very brave while I was holding pillows over my ears, basically hyperventilating in my bed at 6:00 am. Not a fun point.

Well I put it behind me and moved on, pretty quickly. I never really thought about how "storms" can relate to everyday life. For instance; MATH.

Math... what can I say? Other than I suck at it, majorly. (Even though I am ahead of most 9th graders) I am in Algebra 2 and let me tell you... it's not easy when all you learned in Algebra 1 is track scores. Not easy. Well, today we had a quiz (we have one everyday :P) and I was feeling confident, and I tried hard. Now being a teenager and having that continuous factor of irony, my confidence came to bite me in the butt and I got a big fat "F". A 16%. I only got ONE right. :P

And not to mention the contributing factor to the bad day... my pants ripped. On a stupid bolt thing coming up from the seat. Thank goodness it only ripped my pocket, but still. Today was supposed to be the best day ever. Its October... :(

Oh well. I suppose we need to stop complaining about our storms, and learn to dance in the rain. (That is stolen by the way... I just can't remember where from.)