factoring out to a C.

I got an eighty-four. I got a freaking eighty-four. Luc's still taking the test, so I don't know what he got, but still. I got a freaking eighty-four. If only I had finished the study guide and dropboxed it to Momma Mo before the test. But oh, well. I'm fine with an eight-four. At least I didn't fail it.
I deleted all the photos off of my computer. I'm uploading them to photobucket, which is what I was doing last night, so it was easier to just delete them when I got to school and I was synced to the school server. I've only got two pictures on my coputer, really - one of Ann Harada and Nicholas Kohn, because it's too big to fit in my trash can (recycle bin, whatever it's called), and the other one of the Bad Idea Bears because I made a new Yahoo! email address yesterday and I wanted the yellow bear (the bear that I claimed between me and my brother) as my profile picture, and I don't want to delete it. I have a folder for pictures from 'The Dirty Hippie Jam Band Project' and Rick Lyon's profile pictures, and stuff I've made in Paint, buut that's it. As for my brother, I don't know what he has on his computer (and I really don't care) but we've got a bunch of stuff saved onto our personal computer. Yes, we share a laptop at home, because my parents didn't want to buy the both of us computers because they "cost to much" but we like only having one laptop. We've saved the randomest photos onto it, and we have about thirty word documents. I'm writing this one that Luc has the decency not to read, but he's reading one of my other stories on our computer. I don't know what he thinks of it because he refuses to tell me, but my parents have read it and my parents like it, so I'm guessing that he likes it too, since he keeps encouraging me to write it more.
I have another story that I'm writing on this computer, called 'Reflection.' It's about a woman named Jennifer - the Jennifer from Avenue Q, not me. I was born in 1993, not turning twenty-two - and she's been raising her daugher as a single mom since she was born, and where I am so far, she's worried that she's pregnant with the guy she had sex with the night before, and she has a feeling that the man is also Lizzie's dad, but it's probably not gonna be, coz Lizzie's barely a dirty blond - she has her mother's hair, really - and he's got dark brown hair, so he probably isn't. I haven't decided yet whether or not Jennifer's actually gonna be pregnant, but she probably is because I'm writing the second night's dream in my head and I just have to type it into the word document after I have them go to sleep. Jennifer and Lizzie act so much alike that they've gotten called twins, and since Jennifer sees so much of herself in Lizzie, that's why I called it Reflection. I actually named it before I started typing it, so the title is why they look - and act - so similar. I'm also working some ideas that I've gotten from Lady Antebellum's song 'American Honey' into the stor because I think it kind of fits them, because they've really held off from being consumed by techonoly. They've got a desktop computer, they have cell phones, and a whole bunch of other appliances, but they barely ever use the computer because Jennifer's raised her to not be so dependant on the computer, or technology in general, if she can help it, so that's the 'American Honey' idea.
Luc's been done with the test but he won't tell me. Maybe because I haven't asked or told him what my grade was, but I know my brother. He wouldn't tell me. Luc, go away. You have stuff to do for Spanish. I'm telling you, John Lucas Bear, you should have taken Choir with me this year instead of Spanish I. There. That got him away. But he honestly should have. He's like me - failing. I took spainish one last year, failed the course. He's probably gonna be the same way, but I don't know any of his grades. Especially not Spanish I. When we were doing registration, I convinced him to take Choir with me. He's probably gonna be tenor because we've got none and he can sing higher, so he's probably gonna be singing tenor. Maybe we could sit next to each other and share folder!
It's almost 12:30 and I've been typing this since I got finished with the test, just about. It just goes to prove how much I can type in twenty minutes. I can't wait to see how much this takes up on the first page of my blog. Wouldn't be shocked if it took up half of it.
Well, I'm gonna post this entry because we're getting out in two minutes. See ya!