quarter grades

Aargh. I got a C- in math for quarter. Methinks I should talk to Cavnar. I really don't want a C on my semester grades.

My parents are displeased. There's the C-, and I have an incomplete in physics (actually, I have a D, but considering how freaked out they were about the C-, I suspect the 'I' was actually less annoying to deal with), and I have a B in history. But the rest are A's, dammit. You think they'd be more forgiving, considering I had two bloody F's at midquarter and I managed to bring one of them up to an A and the other to a B. And they kept harping on the C-. It was a C at midquarter, it hasn't gone down that much. And it was really nice when dad dismissed my two art classes - "Oh, wow, you got an A in pottery and photo... big surprise" - and one of my core classes because I've "always had an A in that class." And so then they chastised me for not getting an A+ in that class. Oh, no, such a shame, no plus. Grrrr. Stupid grades. Stupid parents.

I hope McElreath saw my CAS stuff. I'm going to find her. But, eh, I didn't do the contracts because 1) I didn't understand how to and 2) I thought it was due, like, the day before spring break and I didn't have them at that point. Apparently she's not mailing them until, like, May 1, so that means I should have time to get the stupid contract explained and make some more for the other two activities I performed.

So, wow. Indeed, I find this amazing, but I may actually graduate from IB, still. No sending off of my physics labs. The dossier's done, if crappy. No sending off of anything, actually, except math. And hopefully not CAS. Please not CAS. I think everyone in IB would be happier if they just didn't ask to send anyone's CAS stuff.

... So Kill Bill Vol. 2 opens on my birthday, does it? I guess I'll just HAVE to go, then. What say you, Nikki?