solid 100 percent
and i feel a thrill as i look at it even though
i hate this system.
and it's not even a thrill because it's a good grade
because god only knows
that grade has a whole semester to go down.
it was only based off of a few things anyway.
that thrill came from the simple reality of
having a grade.
that curse of last year.
that reinstituted prison.
i hate having grades.
i hate the way having your learning evaluted
i hate how subjects i used to like
are converted into numbers on a page
and those numbers determine my future.
i hate having to obsess over these,
and i gloried in having a whole summer free of it.
and now the prison is back,
and i welcome it with open arms.
because i no longer know how to evaluate myself