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[13 Apr 2004|11:10pm] |
so today, got out of school early for a track meet, which was nice, and i didnt assume i was doing anything in it (because i missed practice the other day, and if you miss a practice w/out an excuse you cant run in the next meet)... and trujillo is psycho about missing practices.. so i didnt pack anything, until we got there and he was like- so are you jumping today? i was like.. well, i missed practice yesterday, so i didnt think so.. and he goes- well, whose fault is that? and im like- its mine.. and he says- are you sorry? i was like- yes.. and he goes- good, youre jumping then. i was like umm... what the hell? 1. didnt have my uniform, 2. didnt have my spikes, 3. had shin splints like a biiiiiotch...
so, long story short, i found a uniform, jumped in my cheerleading shoes (which is basically like jumping with 10 lb weights attached to your feet.. in my opinion)... and i didnt take any ibuprofein for my shin splints.... and i probably jumped the worst i have ever jumped all season.. not kidding, i almost cried.. maybe not, but close.
so i was thinking about guys last night on the bus ride home... i only really like one... goes to a different school.. hes hot, he has a good personality, and i dont know really what else to say..
time for bed
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