I feel like a fro-yo.

And believe me, it's not even close to feeling good. I have this strange habit of catching a cold or a flu in summer (and that ends with me getting no ice-cream) or in autumn (and that ends with me wearing none of the fashionable and gorgeous clothes I bought in summer for autumn). You would think I'd learn my lesson... well, I never did. And as a result, I'm tired, bored, sleepy and very frozen up, like a fro-yo. I feel bad for the poor frozen yoghurt. Wait a second, just let me grab my tissue no. 930.
The most horrible thing of all is that I can hardly think and my brain just refuses to help me; and worse: today is my biology test. Yesterday we had four tests, one after another - Language, French, English and Chemistry. I'm pretty positive at Chemistry I'm going to have a 5/10 and at Physics I'm gonna have a 3/10. I'm no good at these. Note that in Romania, our marks are from 1 to 10, and 10 is the highest. Go figure. Great, now I need another tissue.
The bad thing is that our biology teacher thinks I'm some misunderstood genius for a reason or another, and just... well, she just said clearly she wants me to score high. I think I'm just going to sit next to a clever boy or girl, and I'm done. It would be awesome if I could do that, but our homeroom teacher, out of all people, should come to assist us. And she doesn't want us to change our partner. Oh, crap.
I suppose it's time to really review something at Biology.
xoxo
A fro-yo