Huh.....

B is for Bunk!

Here's the thing:

When I was in Junior High/High School and it was report card "season" I would spit at and mock the sappy kids who would cry down the hallways because they had to take home a report card that actually reflected a fucking "B" grade. Usually it was ONE STINKIN "B" in an entire column of "A"s that they were whining about. Here I was, barely floating a "C" -- if not completely failing -- and they're CRYING over a fucking "B"? My parents would have bought me a BMW and a pet monkey if I'd brought home even a pair of Bs in a semester.

Today, 10 years after I've graduated from Highschool, I received a B on my 2nd History Test. A test I felt FOR SURE I was going to get an "A" on; CONFIDENT of my knowledge of the Magna Carta and John Locke's theories. Today I had to call my Dad and sadly report a "B" test grade and I now want to publicly and bloggically apologize to all those kids who whimpered down the hallways of my schools. I too am sad about my "B". I too find myself contemplating the question, "Can I still get an over all "A" in this class?"

B is for Bunk!

posted by Jessiedc28 @ 10:47 PM