Car Washing and Coffee

Taking geometry during the summer is the most ferocious battle I've ever had to fight. For three weeks there hasn't been a single day that I haven't cried my eyes out. It's embarrassing to admit that I cried but it's the truth. There are so many things about Geo that upset me, first it's the simple fact that I've gotten a D on almost every single test (including the midterm), but it's more than just the grades. The idea of being, for once in my life, BELOW AVERAGE is terrifying and humiliating; every time I look at my progress reports it feels like I'm being punched in the stomach. To make matters worse, I've let my stupid pride keep me from getting a tutor, I've tried going online, and reading reference books. Day in and day out I study any where from two to four hours (pausing for meals and potty breaks), so you can imagine my disappointment to see all of my hard work amount to borderline failure. Today I washed my aunt's huge Toyota truck, it took about two hours because the monstrous vehicle hasn't been cleaned in God only knows how long, the majority of the truck was covered in bird poop. Despite the feces, washing her car was fun, I think it's safe to say that it gave me endorphins. After that I had an unhealthy, two cups of coffee (to relax, because I'm not old enough to drink alcohol). I never knew that a little manual labor followed by some Hazel Nut Java would cure my academic depression. If Geometry ruins me I know that I have a bright future as a car washing barista!