Still fresh and plump… prunes

Yay midterms.. Of the midterms.

Really?

We're a quarter through the school year, kind of. Maybe. Like, 15%.

And homework from.. Enriched Chemistry is stressing freshman out?

Freshman?

Buying off Fitness Plans?

AP World charts?

Friendship dramas are acting up. Again?

What. the crap.

We're so.. 8th grade. Why don't some people just look at their future and realize that it's soaked in Bud Light and crack, and then look at their present and realize it's full of smoke and sex?

Well, actually if you're taking AP World, you probably don't do that stuff.

 Instead, why don't we look at our future and realize it's potentially full of great works of science, math, medicine, and arts, and then look at our present and realized B+ isn't a reason to whip ourselves?

Maybe a little bit. So we feel the blood and adrenaline pump up our brains again.

And along the way, we might as well realize cheating will only kick our behinds sore when we take the SATs or final AP exams.

And that romances complicate our focus and apparently, no one knows how to handle them. Ever.

Why don't we now?

The bell-curve of course.

Some one has to take that average-C crest.