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Okee, ya. I ran 3/4 of a lap around the big grassy area at school! No probs! As compared to like 1/4, which sucks. I was the 4th person to finish my 2 laps. w00t!
On other fronts, the sophmore homeroom teachers are pissed with us. We had Mass today, and a whole bunch of people were talking the whole time. They gave out a ton of detentions. I was sitting by Ms. Baker, the soph coordinator aka the lady in charge. I was scared to death. Then, you've got an administrator behind her for half the Mass and I was trying my best to pay attention. They were pretty pissed, like I said. Anyone who didn't come back should be glad: they're going to murder us at the next grade-level assembly. Baker went from homeroom to homeroom to write up detentions. Ah, good times, good times...
Speaking of which, I am terribly pissed that I remembered this, but Erin and this lame quiz I took yesterday reminded me. It is very possible to dig your nails into your skin and draw blood--all without feeling it. I did, and you could see it for weeks afterwards; the cuts were still there when I got to Eunice, and that was almost a week and a half after Katrina (and, before I forget, ******** KATRINA!) I hate having nails, long or otherwise, cause even with short ones, it's possible to do some damage (case and point: 8th grade, me, being the a** that I was/am, messed up my fingers a bit; and I got away with saying it happened when I fell in PE--right time, wrong reason, well, wrong direct reason)
So yea, I'm done ranting. Maybe I should shut up, and I'd advise you to do the same in some situations. And if you're wondering, yea, I know there's someone reading, and I can't place who it is, but it's no one on my friends list, I know that. So. Whoever you are, mind leaving me a comment some time? I'd love to hear from ya!
"I'm just a kid, and life is a nightmare."
~nepie
 nepie · Wed Mar 29, 2006 @ 12:41am · 1 Comments |
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