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Blah yesturday sucked. Didn't go to bed on friday till Rica got home, which was like three in the morning. Woke up at six and then fell asleep and woke up at eight and rushed to get the kids ready for tkd. Mrs. B picked us up. I had to teach a 9:30 class. Mr. B being the ass hole that he is sometimes told me to just do whatever I wanted, becuase he was too fucking lazy to print out the class plan. So I had it going great while he was distracted trying to talk someone into joining, and then we have ten minutes left and I have completely run out of activities. Suddenly he isn't busy anymore and he is right next to me watching my every move. I just stand there, and litterally start whimpering. I'm like ninja says...asdkfjaslfjd.f...is alkjsdf alright with you...asdfkjsdlfj Mr.B? And he got discusted by my stupidity and started teaching the class. God I hate teaching that early in the morning especially when I have no fucking lesson plan. Tuaght next class okay, it was really fun becuase making up random activities for ten year old's is pretty easy. Then Mr.B decided they were having too much fun so had me put them up to bag work after a while. After that I had to take two classes. I havn't beent ryign very hard lately but those two classes I hit harder then everyone, was fastest, basically worked harder than I have in a long while, becuase I need to get ready for worlds. By the end of second class I was like making whimper noises when I breathed because that damn cat Rica has decided to sleep like right in front of my face after I fell asleep. And I didn't have time to shower becuase I woke up late so I still had cat dander all over me. IT was discusting, like in class my hair was pulled back out of my face so it didn't really matter that I hadn't showered in a day, but like I was all itchy all over from that damn cat. So it made my azthma go fuckin crazy in class. Then I had a private sparring lesson and I think that went well, I still have six more lessons before worlds, and then two of them I am hopefully going to save my own money so I can get more lessons. Blah then we went to mall and I got three new shirts, which is super d duper. I havn't been to a mall in like I dunno, forever. With Erin a couple times yeah. But like it's so retardedly funny, the fact that each time I went to the mall it was summer (of 02) and I was at summer camp and it was nearing the end so Mary, Rica, and Mrs. B would invite me along. See that's pathetic, but that's how little time I had this summer. So yeah, and like all the clothes I had but a few we're all preppyish from when I was in eigth grade, and I was stupid. So yah I was happy went to pac sun and gadzooks. WOW I got this really cool shirt that says. What the Duck? It's super cool. Came home and yah. Got online and talked with Johanna all night, and then had random weird conversation with Chris. Yah he's gonna die in a massive orgy being vidiotaped and then have his friends play it on the morning announcements. Yuppers... crazy person. Then well yah I got tired and went to bed. OMG I actually slept! I slept! I am so damn happy I havn't had any sleep in like how many days? Or real sleep that is, like at Ricas I slept five hours and it didn't really count cauz I woke up like ever twenty minutes becuase of all the cop sirens I kept hearing. Hmm today is boring so far. Woke up around eleven, and then yah. My mom was like HEY lets go to the mall, and I have no objection to shoppin becuase I actually have money for once. But then she got angry because my bro didn't take his medication and was being shit head making a mess. So of course right after I ask if Erin wants to go, my mom yells that we are not going to go becuase of stupid reasons. So now I have to clean all day. I don't mind cleaning my room, or the computer room but anything else, haha screw it. I don't make any mess becuase I'm never home hardly and when I am I am in the computer room or my room. Yup. I just realized how I write about every little detail, and makes my entries super long and boring. But that's okay |
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busy.
crappy.