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Today I felt so out-of-it, not that I had insane amounts of work I had to do. I had three periods. Wait. Two.
I'm not going to count Spanish because it was naptime. Ms.Riojas gave us a study hall.
Then I had a lovely conversation with Colin Chambers and Will Rose and I think Ben Morey. They gave me advice: Drink lots of water and stay hydrated or else you will kidney stones. And from what I heard kidney stones suck. Therefore, I might drink more now. So maybe Lisa/Mad-dog's entry about the New Orleans girl (that said to drink stuff) has a point.
I don't know why, but sometime within the next period, I got kind of melancholic for some reason. I can't really tell why. I just felt sad. In fact most of the day I felt kind of down. It's probly because my once extremely high grades have fallen a bit. Don't worry though, my grades should increase all over the place after Cross Country is up .... IN EXACTLY ONE WEEK! And I don't go to school next Friday.
Fast forward through lunch: Bought my senior ring. I don't know if I really need or want one. Maybe it is for the best. After all, its not like a hamburger or something that goes just like that. A ring lasts ... a really-really-really long time?
Basically after that, I pretty much sucked in my race. Fuck, that race was the worst ever. It was supposedly a 5-k, but it was WAY longer, really fucking dry, and MUY CALIENTE. And my time sucked. And whats worse was I was kicked off J.V.- again. Which means I'm in deep-running-shit. Not to mention I'm a no-pointer for the district meet. Fuck. It probly means I'm not going to letter either.
I felt a little happier earlier, but just by writing this, I feel a LOT worse.
And I'm probably going to go to the St. Agnes play Sunday night. Auzenne's giving us extra credit I think. Come with! I wonder if Allison is giving cookies to people who come this year too? Oh well. I don't trust her cooking anyways.
Take it easy, yo.
[And The Eagles Are Probly The BEST BAND EVER. MikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikethatmeansyoubrother]
I'm not going to count Spanish because it was naptime. Ms.Riojas gave us a study hall.
Then I had a lovely conversation with Colin Chambers and Will Rose and I think Ben Morey. They gave me advice: Drink lots of water and stay hydrated or else you will kidney stones. And from what I heard kidney stones suck. Therefore, I might drink more now. So maybe Lisa/Mad-dog's entry about the New Orleans girl (that said to drink stuff) has a point.
I don't know why, but sometime within the next period, I got kind of melancholic for some reason. I can't really tell why. I just felt sad. In fact most of the day I felt kind of down. It's probly because my once extremely high grades have fallen a bit. Don't worry though, my grades should increase all over the place after Cross Country is up .... IN EXACTLY ONE WEEK! And I don't go to school next Friday.
Fast forward through lunch: Bought my senior ring. I don't know if I really need or want one. Maybe it is for the best. After all, its not like a hamburger or something that goes just like that. A ring lasts ... a really-really-really long time?
Basically after that, I pretty much sucked in my race. Fuck, that race was the worst ever. It was supposedly a 5-k, but it was WAY longer, really fucking dry, and MUY CALIENTE. And my time sucked. And whats worse was I was kicked off J.V.- again. Which means I'm in deep-running-shit. Not to mention I'm a no-pointer for the district meet. Fuck. It probly means I'm not going to letter either.
I felt a little happier earlier, but just by writing this, I feel a LOT worse.
And I'm probably going to go to the St. Agnes play Sunday night. Auzenne's giving us extra credit I think. Come with! I wonder if Allison is giving cookies to people who come this year too? Oh well. I don't trust her cooking anyways.
Take it easy, yo.
[And The Eagles Are Probly The BEST BAND EVER. MikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikeMikethatmeansyoubrother]