High School

Well, today I arrived nearly late to school, so I had to carry my baratone all around the school until third period band. Useless heavy luggage

Well, in CLUE today, I arrived in, behind in my reading of Great Expectations because of other work I've been focused on ib miscellaneous classes. A few days earlier I turned in a Short Story, and tosay we were all going to go over them with our teacher, I'll name her Mrs. S in my blog, as I don't care to get too personal. Mrs. S pulled me aside at the end of class, and congratulated me on my SS. She said she had enjoyed it heavily, and that it was the best and most creative one out of the entire 4 CLUE classes she teaches. Naturally I was ecstatic until she mentioned I made a 70 on it. I looked at her questioningly, and then she said that I don't pay attention to the directions well enough, and that that was the only thing holding me back. Strangely, I left upset but also delighted at the same time. I don't quite know how I should feel at the moment.