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This will be a really long blog. And I meant that.

So basically this is an account of what happened today.

I arrived at school . . . and I went to put my instrument away . eww, weird people from my class were playing cards on that table beside the music room; lame much? =='
And then I went to the T block to find a girl in year 8 who was meant to print something out for me . Obviously didn't find her .
Then went to the library and talked to . . . >.> people, and bell went afterwards and went to roll call . WHERE WE FREAKING GOT OUR SCHOOL PHOTOS . eww . eww . eww . I look like a pawpaw ==' honestly .
And then we go to woodhouse *sarcastically happy*; and we talk about cointerior and alternate angles :D:D:D =='. And we get a new freaking euler problem which I do not . . . get. And then Karen installs a program, where me and Adam do not talk to each online and offline for two weeks. Yeah, cause that will work ==' According to her, the program's aim will be for us to see that we can live without each other, but with her . =='
AND THEN WE GO DOWN TO SPORT.
FREAKING HELL MAN. So , we start with pulling tags off people and shit , that was alright. although guys should maybe stop being so rough ?
Yeah; well whatever. And then we have to tackle this . . . thing down? This soft-looking innocent punching bag without a hook or anything . Yeah, it would be a bit embarrassing , since like a girl going down on the ground with a punching bag isn't a good look, but whatever, i mean, everyone had to do it .
So it's my turn; I go up; and I push it with my left shoulder like I'm meant to,
And then I ... dont' know what happened in the next 2 seconds , but I'm on the ground NEXT TO, NOT ON the punching bag, with scraped elbows, scraped knees, a hurt butt, GRASS IN MY MOUTH, and a PREEETTY bad feeling something went wrong.
And then after they had their turns, the guys came up to me, LAUGHING, and were like, JORJA LOL THAT WAS SO EPICLY FUNNY AHAHAHAAHAAHA . and were like, literally ROFLing. Like, can't you freaking little nitwits show a TINY bit of sympathy? =='
So apparently, what happened was , I pushed it with my shoulder, but I didn't hug it like I was meant to, instead I tumbled over and uhh, started tackling the ground, wth =='
And apparently, according to kajanan, it was really tough looking and manly [I DONT WANT TO LOOK MANLY FOR GODS SAKE] but painful. HELL YEAH, PAINFUL =='
And then the second tackle, i can't remember actually ,
OH I REMEMBER.
it was the one where you had to tackle TWO.
can't really remember what happened exactly, but i humiliated myself again somehow, and it hurt =='
the third time, OH, I REMEMBER THIS =='
ahh, this was the time, when i did a perfectly NORMAL tackle, but somehow i must have guided the punch bag left or something, cause i ended up hitting my FACE on HARD touch balls, or whatever.
*sigh.
and then the fourth, and LAST TIME, THANK GOD, the person was saying something, and i wasn't really listening, so i was like whatever, i'll just see what the first pair does.
And the guy was thinking of which pair to choose, and i was like, he won't choose me, wth, there are fifteen pairs, he can't choose me . and then HE CHOSE ME :@
so practically i walked behind my partner cause i had no idea what to do =='
and i did a really badd tackle in the midst of it.
I HATE TOUCH. I HATE TOUCH. I HATE TOUCH. :@:@:@
oh and adam started talking to me, which means he broke the rules first . [of the program thing]
and then we have recess.
I find the girl who was meant to print something out for me, and it turns out that she forgot.
So I find adam to get his usb, since my work is on it, (don't ask).
and then his friends decide to mob us for the rest of recess, so by the time he give me the damn usb, it's period 4 =='
so i have to survive two periods of weeding and planting crap. UGHHHHH. so not in the mood :@
And then its lunch time; i forget all hope of doing a computerised copy of my Harry Potter thing [don't ask]
So i start to do it by hand.
I've done about . . . 1/10 by the time the bell rings.
So I screw all hope of that as well, and just sit down in maths, very downcast.
OH, AND THEN WE HAVE A TEST.
WTFK. UGHH. i didn't study at all =____='
note to self; CHECK YOUR DIARY ONCE IN A WHILE. EH?
and then FINALLY, it's last period (not a good thing) since i'll have to hand in my invisible inexistent harry potter thing.
I prepare for my death. It was due last week =='
AND THEN IN WALKS A SUB :D:D:D:D:D:D:D




THANK GOD THANK GOD THANK GOD.

And then adams like DAMNNNN YOU'RE SO LUCKY MAN.

And I wasn't even paying attention cause i was hugging everyone around me being happy.

And then the sub says; everyone I'm collecting your book covers (the harry potter thing)

*heart sinks BIG TIME .

and then says; but you can put it on mrs hendersons' desk tomorrow; i won't tell her if you didn't hand her in.

OH MY GOD I HONESTLY THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH THAT SUB. MUST GET HER PHONE NUMBER TOMORROW . <3 <3 <3

and then we watched harry potter lol.

and then the bell ringssss~!
eww. band time .
get lonerized and had to talk to rst the whole time, and then realize that WINNIES in the band. thank god, he must be with me today.
everything was pretty normal; discovered there was a break in senior practice; was late back AHAHA; then the day ended at 5 o clock.

So, a really really really bad day turned out pretty okay. Definitely not great, or even good, but okay.
Now I must stop. I've taken an hour to write this when I gave myself a 5 minute limit.
I must go do my homework, and study for the science test on wednesday because I am a very good girl .
AND I MUST FIND SOMEONE TO PRINT IT OUT :@

Xx.Jawja.xX