The reason I wasn't writing yesterday was because I showed me progress report to my father and he got mad over the fact that my math grade was a 58. I had to explain to him that my Math teacher purposely put in the grades of almost 21 quizzes as uncompleted into everyone's Math grades, so that everytime we completed that specific quiz on Khanacademy it would boost our grade, until finally we completed all of them. But this took place right before thr grades for Khanacademy were due so I didn't show the quizzes that I completed, and unsuprisingly resulted in a 58. However, my father didn't understand and just told me to watch more Math videos. I expected him to be yelling at me, but even without screaming it didn't feel much better. His exact words were, "This is why I tell you to stop playing game, you need to focus on your ELA and Math! My ELA was a 75 but just to let you know no one in the entire grade had an A in ELA, I am quoting this words from my ELA teacher herself. 

My Spanish, Social Studies, and Science were 100,100, and 94 so he wasn't complaining about that, but because ELA and Math to him are the most important he was still frustrated. I decided to just walk to the computer and start doing some quizzes. Also, I have this test that I'm taking on Tuesday and my teacher said that if you get lower than a 70 on it he's going to have to call your parents and the dean of students to inform them that it's recommended you move out of the class and go into an easier course, that way you there isn't a potential chance that we fail Math in itself. It would be great to take an easier course but then I wouldn't be able to talk to my friends as usual. That's why yesterday I was really studying hard, I found out that two of the lessons that I was taking aren't actually that hard after watching Khan Academy, although they could still be confusing at times.

Anyway, today when I woke up my sister was waking me up and saying it was 8:00 A.M. I didn't really care and wanted to rest a little more, but she was scared to go downstairs by herself because of my dad. She thought that if my dad knew she was going downstairs he'd open the door and yell at her, basically she was terrified of him. I knew the only reason she was telling me it was 8 A.M was because she was hinting at me go downstairs. And eventually, I just felt bad for her so I went downstairs. After 5 minutes she tried to quietly walk downstairs even though I was just casually walking. I know the only reason she wanted me to come with her was so that if my dad came downstairs and yelled at her she could blame it on me. Either way, I knew that he wasn't going to come for another hour. I started to brush my teeth by the time he did come and eat breakfast. Afterwards, they both left to New York City and I stayed home.