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Before school: Alright so maybe going to bed a 12:30pm-ish and wakling up at 5:30am isn't a good idea. But it truely is not my fault. I went to bed at 10:00pm just like a good littel girl but all summer I've had a sleeping issue and it continued for the start of school. (I'm not sure why anyone thought it would change.) So here I am sitting in front of the computer drinking my chi tea latte most likely not going to eat breakfast and I wonder what is freshman year like? Will I get lost? (Most likely.) Will I take any crap from other kids who are much bigger than I? (Some how I don't think that's going to happen) And what about my new English hounors class or the fact that I'm in advance art? What about my damned leg, it already hurts will I be limping by the end of the day?At least I won't have Miss Balducci to look foward too calling me every name but my own. But I'll miss my English teacher from last year.
Hopefully everything will go well and this is just my crazy rambeling because I am, well rather tired.
After school: Hmmm.... Where's my locker? Oh thrid floor, ok. I fell on the way back down. It was fustrating. Leg didn't last to long before I was in a lot of pain, but I didn't limp, I refused to limp. I hate pity. So on to my new schedule. Two study halls -_- Need to fix that. I wanted to have lunch. Down to guidance and it will be a few days before the freshman's are even looked at, joy. On my way back to study hall or LGI I got lost. ( Now where was it again?) Yay, found my way back! on to Earth sceince. (Thank god. explaining why I can't go to gym dosen't sound to fun today.) Two periods today, still better than gym. And for your injoyment here is a short segment of a converstaion.
Earth sceince teacher: So do you guys play any sports? (Why dose he want to know if we play sports? He's not a coach.)
*Sevral people rasie their hands*
Teacher: What do you play? (Finally he called one me!)
Me: Boxing.
*Murmurs riple through out the room*
Teacher: Boxing?
Me: Yup, boxing. But I have an leg injury so as of late I can't go.
Teacher: Kick boxing or boxing?
Me: Just boxing. I can't do my indurance training any more so I have to lay off.
Teacher: Boxing, definatly a very tiring sport.
*Bell rings*
And then I go home, yay! But no Katie, I only saw her on the stairs. (Sob) BUt if Katie does happen to read this wait for me outside of school so we can chat.
~KD
 Scorn-san · Wed Sep 06, 2006 @ 11:18am · 2 Comments |
