I'm in a bad mood, and I just want to know how bad everyone else's life is at the moment. Here's my current situation.
I'm in eighth grade, as many of you probably know, and next year I go to high school. But not a public high school. I just sent in an application to a private high school two of my older brothers and my older sister went to, and I need to have good grades to get in. Yesterday, at the end of the school day, I had music, and my normal teacher came in so we could see print outs of our current grades(the quarter ends this Wednesday). I looked at my English grade... and it was a 50% F. I looked at the assignments and the scores at the bottom of the printouts, and I had three missing assignments, all zeros. One missing assignment was a persuasive essay I turned in late that morning that hadn't been taken into account. All I can hope for is that it raises my grade 10% and I get a D-.
Also, earlier that day, two of my friends were talking about birthdays, and I asked one of them, "Hey Ross, you said you were going to have a party after Christmas Vacation. Are you ever going to?"
"No." he said, sarcastically.
"So you are?"
"I already gave you an invitation!"
"No you didn't. How did you send them?"
"I handed them out."
Then my other friend Andy said, "Ross, I think me and him were the two people who were invited but didn't get the invitation."
Ross, remembering something, said, "Oh yeah, there were two extra invitations when I handed them out."
I asked, "When and where is your party?"
He said, "It's at Q-zar."
Q-zar is a place like Laser Quest. I asked, "What time?"
He replied, "I don't remember, go with Patrick, that's what Andy is doing."
Of course that's what Andy is doing, I thought. Patrick's mom and his mom are like best friends. I knew I couldn't do that. My mom didn't know the other moms very well, and if Andy's mom was involved, I didn't want to join in. The reason of this was because Andy always had people over, but not me, so I asked him why I was like the only one who never went to his house, and he said he never got around to asking his parents and his parents usually suggested to have so-and-so over. So then I told him, obviously joking, "Maybe your mom doesn't like me." Then he TOLD HIS MOM, and I can't go up to his mom now. So this morning, I call Ross, hoping to find the time of his party, but all I get is the answering machine. So all day today, I was miserable because I knew that pretty soon, or already, everyone in my class was at Q-zar, having the time of their life. And I was at home, my mom convinced that I was antisocial and was actually not invited and that THAT was why I felt bad. I am NOT antisocial AT ALL. I always tell her that, and she says that it won't matter, because I'll go to high school next year. BUT IF MY GRADES ARE BAD, I'LL GO TO A HIGH SCHOOL NONE OF MY FRIENDS HAVE EVEN HEARD OF. And worst of all, on Tuesday when I go back to school, everyone will be talking about the party. I'm always the odd one out. My friends go places without me, and it's always because their friend's schedule happens to be in their favor, and they have parents who are good friends. And because I laugh and joke all the time, they I don't care and it doesn't hurt, but I DO care, and it DOES hurt. It's just fifth grade all over again.
*sigh* Is anyone else out there as miserable as I am? Or just a comment on my situation?
How ironic. I try to put significance or eloquence into my signature on a message board.
