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today was bad. bad. bad. well, not the day itself, just the events that ensued (after I woke up).
in english we had speeches about our freshman year. i went first so that the teacher couldn't compare mine to anyone else's while grading it. i guess there were funny parts to the speech, though unintentional. The only reason I hate speeches is because I always see other people giving them, so nervous and scared--when ever they pale from fear or get red in the face, i can just feel my own face flushing for them. And when they falter and tremble with their words, and look as if they would rather be anywhere else but where they are, tears well up in my eyes. Speeches were good because we got dirt cups, oreos, and s'mores. oops--i accidentally left my food on the classroom board ledge (after I promised myself that i wouldn't!)
So in the gift exchange in religion, I got Tarot cards. The trick is to try to wait until everyone else has picked a gift, so that you can steal the one you want from someone. Well, I felt horrible for taking Brittany's gift, but I have the feeling she didn't know it was tarot cards...Suprisingly, the person who got my gift actually liked it. I gave a fuzzy zebra notebook that had never been opened because no one in my family wanted it.
in english we had speeches about our freshman year. i went first so that the teacher couldn't compare mine to anyone else's while grading it. i guess there were funny parts to the speech, though unintentional. The only reason I hate speeches is because I always see other people giving them, so nervous and scared--when ever they pale from fear or get red in the face, i can just feel my own face flushing for them. And when they falter and tremble with their words, and look as if they would rather be anywhere else but where they are, tears well up in my eyes. Speeches were good because we got dirt cups, oreos, and s'mores. oops--i accidentally left my food on the classroom board ledge (after I promised myself that i wouldn't!)
So in the gift exchange in religion, I got Tarot cards. The trick is to try to wait until everyone else has picked a gift, so that you can steal the one you want from someone. Well, I felt horrible for taking Brittany's gift, but I have the feeling she didn't know it was tarot cards...Suprisingly, the person who got my gift actually liked it. I gave a fuzzy zebra notebook that had never been opened because no one in my family wanted it.