I am always trying to acknowledge my worries about soon to begin high school, but I am worrying about so many things, I forgot about just one… Math. Now in the past I have made myself think I am worse at this evil subject then my report card told me I am. I think this is because I am the type of person to over exaggerate things in my head but later on, realize it was no sweat. Well, now my biggest math adventure is yet to come. WEll, I wouldn’t call it an adventure, I would call it an expected, socially awkward NIGHTMARE. I had almost completely put aside my worries and told myself grade 8 math won’t be so bad, but today an unfortunate and utterly annoying reminder that summer really DOES suck the smarts out of you was sitting right in front of me.
I opened one of my notebooks recently bought for me, so it was known I was using it often. I opened to the next free page to write in it, and what lays there for me to find you ask? Math, math math MATH! I was told as a child not to be aggressive when angry, but to use my words, preferably write it down. So, I am writing it down now. MY DAY WAS COMPLETELY RUINED! All thanks to one I shall not name, integers, fractions, and algebra…
As I would home alone, I burst in to tears of fear, scared to death by the fact school starts in 2 weeks, and I don’t remember a thing. Yeah sure, you can get away from forgetting your un, trois, sis, and your eska jupu aller o twalette, 
(all spelt by my pronunciation.) But I doubt in the right circumstances can you get away without embarrassment, forgetting your basic 1 2 3′s (not literally.) 
Well, I wrote it down, happy? I am to worried about math to care…
