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drained
drainedTuesday. Yes it was Tuesday. Holycrap, it's Thursday. I was going to update... yesterday? Why do I think today was yesterday? D:
SOTUESDAY, I finally went back to track and I was expecting my coach to be all "YOU. OFF TEAM. NAOW." because I hadn't been at practice the past, like, TWO WEEKS so when I told him he was just, "AI'GHT :U" so yaaaay 8D Even more yay because I didn't have to go to the meet yesterday. WHOOOO. I think everybody was supposed to go anyway though. But whatever. I'll blissfully pretend I didn't overhear a conversation amongst my fellow track people saying so >_>;; ANDALSO, I said I would go to my little friend's smaller sister's soccer practice that day because I said I was going to ask my parents if I could have gone LAST tuesday because her little sister only has soccer practice on Tuesdays 'cause they're wee little munchkins and my little friend wanted me to go. And by little friend I mean little - NOT HEIGHT-WISE - but little as in LITTLE because she is in fifth grade and on my bus and has been clinging to me since I was her bus buddy - AND HER TWO SISTERS - so I just roll with it because they're actually fun to hang out with @_@ ANYWAYYYYYY, I didn't go the Tuesday before LAST so I was going to go THIS Tuesday. Or rather, last Tuesday. of this week. Yeah <_< AND I WENT TO THE FIELD SHE TOLD ME TO GO TO. AND I DIDN'T SEE HER OR HER FAMILY. ANYWHERE. AND MOM WAS IN A RUSH CAUSE SHE HAD TO BE AT THIS PLACE VERY SOON SO WE WENT TO THIS OTHER FIELD CLOSE BY TO CHECK AND THERE WAS A DAMN BASEBALL GAME GOING ON. And I tried to call her! And she didn't pick up her phone! So, yesterday, when I was on the bus, I'm sitting in my seat and she sits in the seat diagnol to me and gives me a "._." look and I give a "DDDDDDDDDDDD:" look of "HOLYHELLIMSODAMNSORRYPLZLOVEMESTILLIWASTHEREMANIWASTHERE." So I EXPLAIN to her that I was there and I tell her to check her phone and YES THE DAMN MISSED CALL CURTESY OF ME IS THERE. And then she JUST has to go, "Oh, and yeah, not to make you feel BAD or anything, but Ally (her wittle sis) said on the way back *IN HORRIBLY DEJECTED AND SORROWFUL VOICE* "Where's Caitlin? ;_;" DDDDD: And THEN, "Since my sister had a scrimidge (however the hell you spell it) yesterday, when she saw that you werent there, she said "Now I can't WIN ;_;"
OHYEAH, CAUSE THAT DIDNT MAKE ME FEEL MORE BAD/GUILTIER THAN I HAD ALREADY FELT. THANK YOU. But I'm going next Tuesday. And staying there! I DONT CARE IF SOMEONE COMES AND RAPES ME I'LL BE THERE DAMMIT!
Anyway.
THE WEEK HAS BEEN A BLUUURRRR. Matt's my new partner in Latin which means I'LLLLL be doing all of the "PARTNER" work but he hasn't even BEEN THERE the past two days because he's all, "Ewww Latin, our teacher sucksssss, Latin suckkksss D: *CUTCUT*" YES MATT YOU. YOU RIGHT THERE >:UUUU
This kid BRUCE, though, in my Latin class and one of the guys at my little table of four secluded in an isolated corner STOLE GUM FROM K-MART and was trying to sell it to me yesterday XDD And then he was trying to sell it to this other guy, Nick, also at my table, and he said he didn't have any money either and I go to Bruce, "You're not going to be making much business if you're customers don't even have any money X3" BUT DAYUM, MAN, he had so much gum. And he was even trying to hide it. And when he DID try to shove it all in his pocket, it was all *RUSTLERUSTLECRINKLECRUNKLE* Good thing our teacher is semi-oblivious.
BUTDEARGAWD, last week, Bethany - STILL IN LATIN CLASS - was playing Hannah Montana on her laptop and our teacher goes, "Hey I like that 8D Bring in a CD and we'll excercise to it~" or it went along something like that, 'cause we occasional do little random stretches during class AND I THOUGHT SHE WAS KIDDING but on Tuesday Bethany brought in the CD so we were stretching and jogging in the same place to Hannah Montana XD Today, too. It was so very odd, but amusing.
More crap to blab about in Latin BUT. I don't care~ MOVING ON :D
FINISHED MY MONSTER STATUE DOOD in art, now we're working on this abstract statue thing for which the skeleton I know have to SOMEWHAT do over because I wasn't making it "3D", I was making it "2D". WELL EXCUSEEEEEE ME IM NOT A PROFESSIONAL.
BIIIIOOOOO. Uhh. Yeah, it's Bio. That's all there is to say. 8D I think...? Yes. Like I said, this whole damn week is a BLUURRRR.
RELIGION HOMG. Tuesday, after our test, we got into our little circle of
OH WAIT BIO. Yesterday, or the day before, Justin was trying to justify that he was taking notes during class and David who sits next to him goes all "LOL LET'S LOOKIRUR HISTOREE THEN~" and Justin's trying to frantically delete things in his History and David spots something and goes "REDTUBE? LOLWHUTSTHAT." So they look it up on this girl Victoria's laptop and they flip it around so OUR DAMN TEACHER SAW IT (by the by, it was a porn site~) SO she finally gets fed up with them and sends them to discipline but only David winds up going because he took the full blame for it :X
TRACKTODAY: So, Mr. Oliver sent out us long distance people for a thirty minute run and the little three muskateers, consiting of Molly, Bethany, and I, whom aren't as good as, well, the GOOD girls, wind up only running TEN out of the thirty minutes. Then when we get back, I'm expecting "OH GAWD TORTUROUS TRACK WORKOUT" but we just sit there. For, like, twenty minutes. And Mr. Oliver comes by and he goes all "ARE YOU STRETCHING? I WANT YOU TO STRETCH MORE" so then we sit some MORE and eventually wander over to Mr. Oliver and he's all, "OH. Uh, you're done :U"
I FELT SO BAD. BECAUSE WE DID, LIKE, NOTHING. AND EVERYONE ELSE WAS BUSTING THEIR ASS ON THE TRACK.
Oh, and you know what's even better? There wasn't supposed to be track practice tomorrow because there's a meet for only the REALLY REALLY good people on Saturday, BUT. Before we leave, coach goes, "OH YEAH. You distance people. Practice tomorrow for you 8D"
D: HATE. SOMUCHHATE.
is that all? Probably not, but I cant remember anything else. And this is already long enough. And I bet no one's reading this anyway 8D