Simon's Blog - April 14, 2004
So I survived the guidance counselor thing - but barely. It was really annoying, and so were the tests. I had never really talked to Mr. Peterman (the GC) before, and he's got this weenie, girlie voice. He's always talking to you like he's your granny and you're three years old. It's dumb.
The tests were pretty lame too. For the first one, I had to copy a paragraph from a book into a journal. Umm... hello people, I've been able to read and write for a while now?! Then they made me read this story out loud, and I gave my mom the biggest evil stare at that one. She knows I can't stand reading in aloud. It makes me mess up.
Anyway, I am not going to bore you with all the gory details but let's just say - it sucked. I'd rather have been in math class taking a pop quiz. The good thing is that cuz of agreeing to do this with them, my parents (especially dad) have become super-cool. It's always a bonus when you can get your 'rents off your back.
Kara never found out about the GC meeting. She ended up being sick that day and wasn't even in school - such a relief. Unfortunately, she wasn't in school the next day either. But I dropped off her homework and a mix CD I burned for her to listen to while she got better. She said she wanted to kiss me, but we both agreed it wasn't a good idea. Dudes, she was all sweaty looking and her nose was all leaky and red. (It was kinda gross).
Anyway, I have another meeting Mr. Peterson and my parents today after school. I guess they're gonna tell me how I did on the tests or something. It must be important cuz both my parents are taking time off work. Maybe they've discovered I'm some kinda genius, like Lisa Simpson or Malcolm from Malcolm in the Middle.