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worst feeling in the world.. having something to say to someone, very important, and not being able to talk to them enough to tell them. it sucks. hopefully I'll get to talk to him tonight, because I really need to tell him something. it's a good thing, nothing bad. just have to tell him.
anyway. yesterday Christa came to practice!! it's cool seeing people from last year, except it makes me miss it even more. I already hate this year, and now Nick probably like hates me because I made him swim more laps. not my fault, I get pissed off when I work my ass off and him and Kaitlyn, or Caitlyn or however the hell you spell her name, don't swim the full amount of laps. I can understand skipping some here and there, but don't just skip 2 laps every time. and if you can't do something, swim another stroke, but keep going. because I start before them and they somehow finish before me, but they never lap me. explain that. whatever. this year just sucks all around already.
on another note. we have 10 minutes left in class and I don't really have anything to talk about.
found something. Stina called me last night and asked me to find pictures of us from when we were little for the Then and Now pages of the yearbook. I found two, we have an idea for the one, so hopefully we'll get to do that one.
but now I'm gonna try to help #2A try to figure something out in Micro. Word.
I love you, Prince.
Later days.
*muah*
anyway. yesterday Christa came to practice!! it's cool seeing people from last year, except it makes me miss it even more. I already hate this year, and now Nick probably like hates me because I made him swim more laps. not my fault, I get pissed off when I work my ass off and him and Kaitlyn, or Caitlyn or however the hell you spell her name, don't swim the full amount of laps. I can understand skipping some here and there, but don't just skip 2 laps every time. and if you can't do something, swim another stroke, but keep going. because I start before them and they somehow finish before me, but they never lap me. explain that. whatever. this year just sucks all around already.
on another note. we have 10 minutes left in class and I don't really have anything to talk about.
found something. Stina called me last night and asked me to find pictures of us from when we were little for the Then and Now pages of the yearbook. I found two, we have an idea for the one, so hopefully we'll get to do that one.
but now I'm gonna try to help #2A try to figure something out in Micro. Word.
I love you, Prince.
Later days.
*muah*