Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Hi, I'm here in keyboarding again, sitting next to Molly, struggling to type with this stupid blocker on the keys.
so, yeah. Like I thought, yesterday was kind of stupid. I mean, it was fun, but I had too high of expectations for the war.
And, okay, I am thouroughly beat up. First there's the whole "I ran into a metal pole in the ground" thing. Then cuz Danny tripped me, on the cement, I have a tumor-like growth coming out of my shin. Not to mention, my back hurts so bad, I can barely bend over. Ow, leg spasm.
Okay, well, I am getting a little better at this typing thing. And, yeah.

Um, not much more to say...
Is there ever anything worthwile to say here?
I continue to be a failure at life.

I hate:
Danny, because he beat me cruelly
this class, cuz its STUPID
Jo-Anne, cuz she's doing way better at her drills than I am
Shamis, because I think he made me crush in my head
My team, because we lost
Me, because I ran into that pole
Dever, b.c its her fault I ran into it b/c I was saving her

yo ho
yo ho
a pirate's life for
~me

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