Oh Me of Too Much Faith
So, Royse City was fun…not!! Well, actually I can’t truthfully say whether it was one way or the other because I didn’t go! Shock of the century, I know. At least this time I was informed before I got to the stadium, so it wasn’t like I got there way too early. Tomorrow, however, is pretty much set in stone for being at HP? Why, you ask? Well, varsity games don’t really shift places all that often (read: virtually never), and this weekend is HP’s homecoming. It’s a pretty safe bet in my opinion.
In fact, the only relatively unsafe bet you could place on my life in the near future is how well I’ll do on my test on Monday. We get to bring in a cheat sheet, but our teacher apparently likes to make tests that are insanely difficult and hard with which he then gives relative grades to everyone. I haven’t decided whether I like that or not for this class, but at least he seems to present it under the guise of not wanting to screw us over.