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2nd quarter goals

My goals for 2nd quarter is to do my homework because I do my homework but sometimes my teacher assigns things on the iPad and I forget because I have 4948272784848 pages of homework for other classes and then I end up getting a working lunch. And I need to have more time for blogs as I am currently do this one in class... don’t come for me miss Haury. Uhhhhh that’s about it I don’t have many goals for this quarter but I hope I get good grades.

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  1. Mercedes! I don't think we have exactly that many pages of homework, but I do know it is a lot sometimes. I won't come for you as long as you keep up. These sound like really good goals to work toward. Thank you for posting this week.

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