my hand hurts

I’m officially an idiot. I learned why exactly you don’t try to do work for another class before you get there. My friend John has Psychology 2nd hour and I have it 4th. Every day he tells me what we are doing in that class and if I’m bored 3rd hour then I work on it. Well today my plan backfired. He told me we had to do a portfolio piece. Not too excited, I decided that I would get it out of the way 3rd hour like I often do. He explained that we had to write an obituary.
I didn’t really understand why exactly we had to write and obituary for ourselves, but hey, whatever floats my teacher’s boat. I wrote 2 pages on myself with what I would want my obituary to say. Afterwards I was pretty depressed, but at least I got it out of the way! Now I could do math’s homework in psychology.
So guess what…right now I am in psychology. And guess what…I don’t have my math or obituary done. After what I just found out, I have decided that I will just wait until I cool down a little and do it at home. My hand hurts from writing the stupid thing anyways. Pretty much, John had the assignment wrong. We were to write an obituary on a famous psychologist. Oooops. I didn’t realize this though until AFTER I turned it in. So now I am sure my teacher thinks I am a suicidal little girl…that or conceited.