Watch out for those butt contractions.
I have to read a book called A Separate Peace for english. It's about these two teens in a boarding school. It's pretty good so far. It makes me want to go to a boarding school. Wouldn't that be fun? Maybe not for a whole year...just a week or so. It'd be so fun. There'd be no parents to yell at you, only teachers and school people, but they can't do much. It'd be excellent.
We had a game last night against Royal Palm. No one scored, even after two over-times. Heh. Oh well, it was a very fun game. I pulled my pinky tendon, got a bruise on my face, and my lower back/love-handle area was sore this morning. It feels good to get beat up. And I almost caught a touchdown! I was in the endzone, the ball was right to me, I knew I could catch it, but noooo, some tall girl had to intercept it and almost get a touchdown. That was scary. Ah well, there's always next time.
I've realized how diffent me and Megan (W.) are. It's kind of weird. I love that girl, though. We have like nothing in common, so all we do is argue. It's friendly arguing, though, and it always ends in laughter. Today she was calling Johnny and Ozzy gay because they slept over eachothers houses regardless of my explaination that they've known each other for a long, long time. It's not gay. Why can't boys have sleep overs when we girls get to? Word. My history teacher agreed with me, though. It was a fun debate.
Aaahhhhh, I'm addicted to Fire Emblem.
We had a game last night against Royal Palm. No one scored, even after two over-times. Heh. Oh well, it was a very fun game. I pulled my pinky tendon, got a bruise on my face, and my lower back/love-handle area was sore this morning. It feels good to get beat up. And I almost caught a touchdown! I was in the endzone, the ball was right to me, I knew I could catch it, but noooo, some tall girl had to intercept it and almost get a touchdown. That was scary. Ah well, there's always next time.
I've realized how diffent me and Megan (W.) are. It's kind of weird. I love that girl, though. We have like nothing in common, so all we do is argue. It's friendly arguing, though, and it always ends in laughter. Today she was calling Johnny and Ozzy gay because they slept over eachothers houses regardless of my explaination that they've known each other for a long, long time. It's not gay. Why can't boys have sleep overs when we girls get to? Word. My history teacher agreed with me, though. It was a fun debate.
Aaahhhhh, I'm addicted to Fire Emblem.