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long hunter blogs.
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i woke up. ran to my ipod to play get me bodied. got in the shower. things were good. i got ready and left right on time. i got to class on time. and i made up all my work. and i have a 98A and i was nice to everyone there. and i didn't have a bad attitude even though those people aren't very nice to me.
study block i wrote a note to elly. i kind of got down in the middle of it. but. i picked myself. this is something i need to work on and i am getting better at. picking myself up when i start to see sadness coming on.
i tried to talk to my guidance counselor about graduation since i have like 03475 absences. well. hold on. let me look at my report card.
THIRD NINE WEEKS:
GSA: 13
AP ENG: 11
OCEAN: 7
AP GOV: 8
okay worse than i thought it would be. jesus! have i really missed that much?! 11?! fuuuck. okay. i'm a little scared now. i mean i have A's and B's! i should be fine!i should be fine.
i practiced.
the bus was okay. i'm starting to just be silent on that bus. i've lost my connection to those kids. but. i really feel okay about it. which is kind of bad. but. i just don't want to try anymore. they like me. i like them. we just don't talk a lot anymore. noel really honestly bothers me. so i don't talk to them because he's always around. REALLY LOUD. so. yeah. it's okay.
my lesson went better than i thought it would be. we talked about college. and i played a good scale.
da camera.. meh.i need to work on that music. i feel like. katie and aaron aren't really aware that i'm the section leader. i don't blame them. need to work on that.
eurythmics was okay. it was actually. really good. just the atmosphere was good.
bus home i got kind of irked. but. it was okay. i understand what darrin meant. he's right. actually haha. it just sucks to be wrong ya know? i feel bad for thinking the worst of ian and elise. i'm sure everyone does. yeah, ian really really bothers me sometimes. but. i can't help but feel bad.
it felt SO GOOD to be home. i wanted to be home so fucking bad. and to get my hair out of my face. sometimes my hair REALLY FUCKING BOTHERS ME. and i NEED it out of my face.
uh. i cleaned another section of my room.
i practiced my countries. i need to:
do my english homework.
practice.
possibly finish my room.




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