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Finals are coming up, and I know I should be studying now, but I know that I'm not going to until like two days before.
So far I've fallen asleep in my geometry class twice, which is horrible. I feel so bored in my class though. I don't really bother talking to a lot of people because I don't have time to. Paying attention is what's going to keep me from getting a B in this class. Gah.
Friday in Troubs we had to sing quartets for A Lover and a Lass, and I think I did okay, considering how I didn't practice it the night before. The music for Troubadours is so hard, I hope I can hold my own weight. Lunch, Tiffany and I went to the Rock the Runway meeting for Hurley, and I want to be a model, but i'm not sure if I can. Tiff's going to style my hair. :) Yeee. I walked in and there were so many pretty girls I felt ugly! This coming Thursday is audtions, so I hope I'll do fine. The whole day I was really just looking forward to the day being over so I could see a certain frog. The five of us went to BC and then to snorlax's house. His bed is super super comfortable. I wanted to fall asleep on it. Stayed there until seven and went to choir. I was so so so tired I feel asleeep on Jessica's lap. When I got home I went to sleep right away. The week made me so so tired, and now its almost over! :(
Thieu Nhi resumed yesterday, and we played... err.. idk. I dont know what the game was called but it was pretty scary. Everyone was on the floor grabbing each other. Haah. We are an aggressive group. :) Yesterday was also my fourteen monhts with my froggy<3 Yay. I finished rereading Breaking Dawn yesterday. I still hate Bella. :)
I have not done any of my homework yet, which would be study for APEURO, read To Kill a Mockingbird, and my chemistry lab. Oh well, I'll do it later tonight after mass.
My face is still ugly. :( My pimple is not gone yet. Even though I've drinken lots of water and eaten fruits. Gah, I hate it. I hate it. Stupid Steven had to point it out to everyone. He is honestly the only one rude enough to say that. Every other boy was FINE and kept it to themselves. Goodness.
Idk, sometimes I wish I could just move to a different church with different people. Not that I dont love the one I"m at already, its just that I feel so judged and everyone expects me to be a certain way, and when I do something that is "out of the ordinary" people pass judgements as if they're saints. I'm not perfect, and you can't expect me to be someone you imagine me to be. Take me as I am, and accept it.
I practice music yesterday. My voice is al;dkfjas;dlkhfadlgjkahdlkfjasasa.
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i am this close to despising it.