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My feet reek.
I have a page of speech to memorize for Wednesday, when I will be fleeing and then returning to rehearsal via bike.
A prom can be a very, very tacky thing. Ask the pirates.
I have a history test Wednesday?
I feel guilty for withholding certain truths from my parents, but at the same time feel shallowly accomplished and enjoyed the ol' spark of my 'inner Cantabridgian', as I sooooo often refer to it.
I didn't run twice even though I promised Mr Dunn that I would. But I've still been running fast. At least in practice. Cursed two-mile. Cursed race. Cursed quads.
Improv workshop on Friday? I am a flake
I have four Drivers Ed classes yet, will complete them in the next two weeks, but, er, should really learn how to drive.
Damn, I should practice the dance shouldn't I...Mmm, yes, yes, you should....Good notion, Isabel
But, I am genuinely looking forward to this week. Maybe because I am maintaining a solid level of denial about these various activities. Oh well. I'll just have to stay content with my own farce of obliviousness, won't I?
I have a page of speech to memorize for Wednesday, when I will be fleeing and then returning to rehearsal via bike.
A prom can be a very, very tacky thing. Ask the pirates.
I have a history test Wednesday?
I feel guilty for withholding certain truths from my parents, but at the same time feel shallowly accomplished and enjoyed the ol' spark of my 'inner Cantabridgian', as I sooooo often refer to it.
I didn't run twice even though I promised Mr Dunn that I would. But I've still been running fast. At least in practice. Cursed two-mile. Cursed race. Cursed quads.
Improv workshop on Friday? I am a flake
I have four Drivers Ed classes yet, will complete them in the next two weeks, but, er, should really learn how to drive.
Damn, I should practice the dance shouldn't I...Mmm, yes, yes, you should....Good notion, Isabel
But, I am genuinely looking forward to this week. Maybe because I am maintaining a solid level of denial about these various activities. Oh well. I'll just have to stay content with my own farce of obliviousness, won't I?