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moral of the story: always go to school. always.
because last night and this morning i totally wasn't feeling too great. so i was like, today's going to suck anyway, i won't go.
as it turns out...
the 'nutrition party' that DLD led us to believe was going to be 'snacks and work' ended up being smoothies, food, 10 minutes of work and watching Supersize Me. and art? we started on the project that i've been saying 'that's awesome' about since 9th grade. and track? sprints.
so basically, tomorrow i get to face my retarded decision by somehow excusing myself from track again (having gone ONCE this week due to my stupidity). the phrase "in the course of a lifetime, what does it matter?" certainly applies here, however the phrase "i'm a fucking idiot" tends to work better.
because last night and this morning i totally wasn't feeling too great. so i was like, today's going to suck anyway, i won't go.
as it turns out...
the 'nutrition party' that DLD led us to believe was going to be 'snacks and work' ended up being smoothies, food, 10 minutes of work and watching Supersize Me. and art? we started on the project that i've been saying 'that's awesome' about since 9th grade. and track? sprints.
so basically, tomorrow i get to face my retarded decision by somehow excusing myself from track again (having gone ONCE this week due to my stupidity). the phrase "in the course of a lifetime, what does it matter?" certainly applies here, however the phrase "i'm a fucking idiot" tends to work better.