One time I just remembered I had a Spanish project due after Spanish and then my adrenaline started pumping, but instead, I waited until 4:45 in the computer lab until dad picked me up (wrong decision). I told my dad about everything and he was mad, and he was even madder at the fact that I waited instead of telling him to come to pick me up right away. I then was doing my project and I somehow pulled off the Spanish project and I got a good grade on it. I remembered that up to that point I was no longer going to treat Spanish as a special class (not counting towards my grade), and I was going to work on Spanish like a real class. That event I remember clearly, and I will never forget it.