My mom is crazy, eh?
Russian? Vat is vrong vish mah grade-zuh?
(No racism intended)
Moving on! I was watching City Hunter during dinner as my mom re-watched it beside me, and suddenly, she turns to me and says, "You should go study, because you'll be busy during the weekend."
So I go, "Ughhh...," because you know, who wants to stop watching k-dramas? Exactly.
So she goes, "Don't groan! D:< If your grades aren't really good, YOU'RE GONNA DIE."
Me: O_O Good God.
Mom: I'm not threatening or anything, I'm juuust sayingg~"
This is all in Vietnamese, mind you, so threatening to kill me is not meant literally.
Moms are scary.
So Ms. Kenneally is passing back the quiz that I was SO SURE I BOMBED 'cuz Reeya and Teddy were all like, "It was so easy!" and I was all like, "I thought it was hard..."
Anyhoo~ I was just doing my classwork, minding my own business, when the gosh-darned paper is placed on top of my worksheet.
I look at the number written on the top of my quiz a couple times like
and then I promptly turn in my seat to look at Dana like
and she's just like, lol,
while I'm all like
A 93%, baby. A 93.
I live on.
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