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hmm (evergreen) wrote,
@ 2004-01-28 17:47:00
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    Candy for a dollar
    Durn stupid fundraisers! Since I already opened the bag of candy for sells I now either pay for all 40 bars myself or sell it to 40 people. By when? I dunno. I'm thinking this Friday. I am going to sell like crazy. Leave my quiet shell behind I need to talk for once. The people I'm with have no money and now I need to go from table to table asking people for money. More like begging. Darn you coach duyck!!

    I've been talking with Logan a lot. I learn something new about him everyday. Today since I have decided to go on a diet thing(more like I'm too broke to buy food anyways), I had a sandwich and fatfree popcorn for lunch. Rachel and Sam went to do something at the library so me and Logan dug through Sam's lunch box. I got the Chex and cookies and Logan got the koolaid. I think its kinda funny because he's alwaays like "NO!" but then he gives it to us in the end. And he let's Rachel push him around. Their like best friends but still its like...
    Logan: What happened?
    Sam: Okay well...
    Rachel: DONT TELL HIM WHAT HAPPENED!
    Sam: nevermind

    Today I ran a 300 at 74 seconds... WITH SHIN SPLINTS! :D yay. Okay 74 might be slow but trust me it is a big improvement and its faster than some other girls and I'm a freshman who's never run in her life so booya. I haven't said that word since I was 10 heh.

    Ya so I was just thinking about how lucky I am. I know I have a mom who is going insane because of me and my brothers. And my grades aren't what I've been trying to make them. My clothes aren't what I like to wear and the house is always messy. I don't have things the way I want it even though my family can afford it but it doesn't matter. It's still a heck of a lot better than 1/6 of the population and maybe even more. I embrace this dirty old house and my shrinking clothes and my empty refridgerator. My mother who wants to kill me and still picks me up from track practice. It's great. It sucks. But it's really great when I look at it from different perspectives.


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