I was me, but now she's gone
well as some of you old friends may know when i get stressed i get really hyper...
so right now as a write this i am typing a million zillion words per minute and bouncing off the walls. yeah i havn't been this bad in a while
let see i have 3 biology quizzes this week, which i diont' think i did well on the one i took today but who knows anymore... and i just started studying for the one tomorrow. i have a chem test on wed. that is scaring the shit out of me but oh well i guess one test gets dropped so it might as well be this one. i failed... yes actually failed my speech quiz got half wrong well it was only 4 questions on 40 pages of a chapter... woo hoo speech so now i have to go to the speech competitions to get extra credit which only adds on to the list of shit i have to do. and that is just school wise. oh and i also have a speech coming up not to mention a biology test and calculus test next week i hate skool some times.
and that is just skool. I am getting really pissed off at track, yes this is me ranting. i have been working my ass off lifting and running so hard, and i am getting nowhere. actually i feel that i am moving backwards. my knee hurts worse now than it did before the surgery, and sometimes i wish i could trade places with someone just so that they could feel how i feel, but then i realize i wouldn't wish this upon anymore. so out of my fustration for track i e-mailed the volleyball coach and i am going to try out for the volleyball team in january, which mean my break is not fucked. cause i will be working 5 days a week, going to high school practices to get back in the swing of things every day, not to mention lifting and doing the workouts for track. woo hoo me... but i realized how much i miss volleyball and how much i would regret not at least trying to attempt to make the team. so there is my life in a nutshell
oh and let me add one thing... why do guys have to be such asses? i guess that everyone i know right now is getting me fustrated.. so it looks like another week locked in my room is the only solution
all i can say is thank god i am coming home this weekend after a week of hell here....
i miss the simple days, when boys had cooties *
so right now as a write this i am typing a million zillion words per minute and bouncing off the walls. yeah i havn't been this bad in a while
let see i have 3 biology quizzes this week, which i diont' think i did well on the one i took today but who knows anymore... and i just started studying for the one tomorrow. i have a chem test on wed. that is scaring the shit out of me but oh well i guess one test gets dropped so it might as well be this one. i failed... yes actually failed my speech quiz got half wrong well it was only 4 questions on 40 pages of a chapter... woo hoo speech so now i have to go to the speech competitions to get extra credit which only adds on to the list of shit i have to do. and that is just school wise. oh and i also have a speech coming up not to mention a biology test and calculus test next week i hate skool some times.
and that is just skool. I am getting really pissed off at track, yes this is me ranting. i have been working my ass off lifting and running so hard, and i am getting nowhere. actually i feel that i am moving backwards. my knee hurts worse now than it did before the surgery, and sometimes i wish i could trade places with someone just so that they could feel how i feel, but then i realize i wouldn't wish this upon anymore. so out of my fustration for track i e-mailed the volleyball coach and i am going to try out for the volleyball team in january, which mean my break is not fucked. cause i will be working 5 days a week, going to high school practices to get back in the swing of things every day, not to mention lifting and doing the workouts for track. woo hoo me... but i realized how much i miss volleyball and how much i would regret not at least trying to attempt to make the team. so there is my life in a nutshell
oh and let me add one thing... why do guys have to be such asses? i guess that everyone i know right now is getting me fustrated.. so it looks like another week locked in my room is the only solution
all i can say is thank god i am coming home this weekend after a week of hell here....
i miss the simple days, when boys had cooties *