Fail.

So, this week at my school it's finals week...

I loath Finals like Molly Ringwalds character in Sixteen candles loathes the bus. But really I am really lucky when it comes to tests because I can do them well. For some reason I thrive under extream pressure.

Take music for example.

I manage to practice practice practice and I always mess up on something but I rehearse it soooo well thinking though every move I make, that I don't mess up.

It's kind of like a dance that I plan. Same with tests... flip, read, yawn, scribble, think, look at clock, tap foot, chew eraser, answer question. And Most importantly I am highly superstitious so I have an outfit I wear.

My sisters Vans that she got but she doesn't like anymore, Knee high socks, jeans, Disneyland sweatshirt and a Disneyland or Disney company pencil.

But I am really stressed because the test I took today that was REALLY important I had to use a Number 2 pencil and I don't know if my lucky pencil of the day was  a number two or not O.o

I bet this was fun to read.. well if you made it to the end give yourself a pat on the back.

DFTBA
Best wishes