In case you can't see that well, here's what I can make out:
Apparently he went to a place called St. Charles Elementary, I looked it up and I'm pretty sure (how did it take me so damn long to notice I forgot the "sure." wtf) it's not a real place
He has a D in math (of course he does... what a dumbass /aff) and the note from the teacher says "Doesn't apply himself!" I hate when adults say that about kids it gives me bad feelings
He has a C in "Reading" what the fuck is reading? English??? and the note says "Disruptive" aww baby boy was disruptive,,
D in science... "CONSISTENTLY INAPPROPRIATE" WHAT!!!! I bet he was the kid that taught other kids the f word. Fun fact I learned about the f word from that one kid in 1st grade
Social Studies he has a C... "Talks WAY (double underline) too much." Aww I was like that in classes where I had friends I get it. BUT THATS SO CUTJEJDKFKSK
P.E. he has a B... his best grade... "Great participation!" AHHHH MY ATHLETIC BOY ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️
My brain is melting at the sight of this I love quill so damn much
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I was on a rollercoaster and my mom was waving my report card in my face the whole time and I was wearing a salsa dress while my boyfriend was next to me on the rollercoaster like nothing was happening.
The Report Book. Containing the reports of "Julia Emily Drew" a Pupil in the Wakefield Graded and High School, Wakefield, Virginia, for the School Year 1916-1917.
Do you have a heart? Can you feel it beat in your chest? Does it feel ooey, gooey and warm like the early rays of December's summer sun, peeking through your glazed windows when you wake? Like when a shy little girl or boy sneaks glances at their crush in a coming of age film with bated breath while walking to school, concealed by the shadows of wilted wallflowers.
Does it flutter like cabbage butterflies that dance around your head as you walk down the cracked paved footpath? Tranquility breaks as you trip pitifully, the crumbling of concrete matches your confidence and crimsoning of cheeks. But you'll have more to be embarrassed about soon, don't you worry.
Can you feel it pound as you're rushed by an influx of bodies, washing over you? As you enter school, moving from each class, slowly sinking on that anxious breeze that trails through the tall towering trees. Carrying that distinct scent of eucalyptus leaves that tumbles you dry. It follows you all the way to the end of the day, where you start to feel less alive.
Can you feel your blood run cold when you realize what day it is today? When you're handed your progress report, and read the freshly printed Letraset flowing down the page. A column that pummels you into the earth- "A- for Math, A for Science, A for Music, A for Humanities, A for Physical Education...B for English". It's not much, but it's enough. It's enough to justify what will happen next.
Does your heart thump hard enough to begin pushing it's way out of your chest? With each step home, do you feel yourself falling over? You might hope you trip again and break your arm. Or crack your skull. Or just bleed. Any reason to distract from what's in your hand. And when you finally get home, do you accept your fate and place the death sentence onto the dining table? If so, you should probably go hide. Wait in your bedroom, with only the melody of your heart sitting in the void with you.
Does it drum the same beat of the bedroom door slamming open? Scuff marks signing "please kick here" from the day before. And the day before. And the day before that. And the day before that. And the day before that.
There's nowhere to hide and you know that. All you can do is hold your breath. But we both know your heart won't steady.
Do you sense the wall shake? The way they vibrate as he comes through the door. The windows rattle, no longer glittering with that warmth you felt when you opened your eyes. Are you starting to feel that sense of doom, as the static that descends like a burning vignette threatens to end you. You're unsure if your heart will burst from the pressure swelling in your chest, but your ears most definitely will; "You almost got an A" "You've really slacked off this time" "Maybe you've spent too much time with your friends" "You did so much better last term".
It sounds nice enough now, but your continuing existence pours oil onto the fire; "You're a waste of space, you know that?" "A waste of time even" "How can you be such an idiot?" "That's all you are, and all you ever will be" "How could you be so sly and manipulative, making us think you could actually do something well for once" "Don't give me that look, or I'll give you something to really cry about" "Maybe grounding isn't enough, I ought to-". No matter how hard you try, this is how it ends; No happy love story in sight. It was never there to begin with. The end credits thanks you for your achievements that led us here.
Do you have a heart? I have one. But I think it broke a long time ago.
(Notes: Surprise!! I'm doing report cards on each of the students cause I thought that fleshing their characters out would be pretty cool since I already went through all the trouble of designing them. You also won't see anymore of these until all the cast members are revealed.)
Role: Main Protagonist
Overview: Cody is a fame seeker who always tries to be confident and act as if he can get along with anyone interesting or outstanding, but in reality he's quite anxious about other people and how they might think of him. For the entirety of his life, he's always been seen as average and nothing too special, that was until he made his online persona and started making videos that was gaining a lot of attention. Ever since then his identity and self-worth is entirely based on what the majority of others wants rather than following his own desires and needs. But his ideology slowly begins to change after meeting Duncan and everyone else in his group.
Reason for Change: In the show, I always seen Cody as someone quite average compared to everyone else in the series, but still has this confidence to cover his weaknesses/childish nature. So I thought that emphasizing on those traits and tying them to a talent would make a decent DR protagonist who slowly grows and develops over the course of the chapters. Plus, you need a protagonist that plays off of the bizarre personalties in the cast as the straight man for more comedic effect.
It was report card day for the first 9 weeks. Every year the first report card the parents have to come and pick up in person and be briefed on how their child is doing in each of their classes.
And every year the parents of bad kids don't show up, don't give a shit and their report cards have to be mailed. And the parents of the best and the brightest that you have no problems with and no real reason to talk to, always come in.
This year it seemed like a lot less parents came in than usual. I think I had 5 out of 20--- my A students/gifted kids and one of our special needs kids. Her mom was really nice.
I brought a few samples of Mary Kay but didn't even get to give them all away this time. It is really disheartening. Every year I hope for the best but it seems like every year or less parents show up.