One-Ten.

So sick - blaahh. Last night my dad brought the Buckleys into my room and it coated my throat in cold, and it was amazing. When I woke up this morning I wanted to die, momentarily.
We did an assignment in socials - no big problems there. We have a test on Friday. In math we kept on learning. I'm getting what we're doing, so that's good. In film yesterday we watched the projects, then today we watched one that we hadn't seen yesterday. After that, we edited our films according to the feedback that we got. I like ours. In biology we learned about viruses and had a test. I have a cold though, so it was gross AND cool to read about what was happening inside of me.

I actually love having tests. They're fun. They're like quizzes, or paperwork!