Exam week was pretty stressful this year. I was sick, my mother moved (next door to my dad lol), and generally overburdened with schoolwork.
I still did pretty well. 3 As, 3 Bs, 2 Cs, and a D.
I maintained an A+ average in Music Theory I all year and then got a 67 on the final. As Music Theory is the only class I took last year that I was even remotely interested in, that was pretty depressing. All I had to do was compose a four-part piece that used basic chords and modulated at least once (for those who don't know: this is easy as dirt). My classmates liked to make fun of me because I don't play a "real" instrument (I learned everything I know about music on a donationware Game Boy tracker), so I wanted to make something that would impress them. Ultimately, I reworked it so many times that I simply ran out of time and was forced to pass in one of the few iterations I completely finished, even then cutting parts out because I had limited time to handwrite it all and other finals to focus on.
My Spanish final was to write a letter from the perspective of a mother who had been kidnapped, tortured, raped, and discarded in a ditch. That was fun.
"Mis hijos, mi cuerpo esta en el huerco.
Recuerde que comer el perro, gato, y pescado."
idk how gramatically correct that was but it isn't like my teacher taught me any grammar this year.
My class (which consisted of me and one girl - you can tell how popular the Spanish course here is) was combined with the Seniors' Honors class. The two of us were given a book way above our level and made to sit in the hallway and read it every day of the schoolyear. Eventually she had us start writing down words we didn't know and take tests on them. We had literally hundreds of words per chapter.
When are we going to start working towards our standards, Senora?
"Third quarter." The third quarter comes.
"Fourth Quarter." The fourth quarter comes.
"When the seniors graduate." The seniors graduate.
"Eh, just finish the book."
10/10 teacher. She's also my aunt, so that's funny too.
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