This morning, during math practice, I did something wrong. Instead of figuring out the problems myself, I used the calculator to get the answers fast. And I was caught red-handed. My calculator was impounded right away and after Dad learned about it, he got furious with a swear (promise? Threat?) of an arse-whoopin (? Not sure what happened) I am so so so sorry for what I’ve done. From now on, I promise I'm going to tackle those problems head-on, even if it takes a little longer.