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Water offa duck...!

Nowhere to go but up, man...honestly.

I dunno what it is, but my luck's starting to turn around. I mean, I understand my math and chemistry homework, I'm sleeping better and not falling asleep in class, I'm reading on a regular basis again, and...I dunno. Everything just...I won't say perfect, because it's far from. Not to mention, I don't want to jinx it just in case it could get better.

Funny how I feel so good, even though my day started off pretty shitty. I woke up at 5:30 but turned off my alarm. So I slept until my sister came home from her boyfriend's to take me to school at 7:08. She honked twice, and I leapt outta bed. I went to the window, freaking out. I was still in my Eeyore pajama bottoms and my "Mom Went To Hawaii And All She Brought Me Back Was This Stupid T-Shirt" shirt with the dolphins the shape of a heart. So yeah, I was screwed. My hair was a wreck, I seriously needed a shower, and I had nothing to wear. So my sister left without me. I was late for the millionth time, but only missed a few minutes of first period History. I wore a brown polo with jeans and clogs. I put my hair up. So no harm done!

Only thing that ticks me off right now? The softball team.

So much insolence, insubordination...UN-TEAM-LINESS!!

We always bitch about who has to carry the shit, not doing stuff together...

Ugh, I dunno. I'm not gonna let this bother me.

UP thinking...!

Comments

Alex said…
hey dont let the catty softball team make your awesome day seem less awesome. rise above them. lol somebody important probably said that at one time or another. :D
alexgirl said…
I hate it when I sleep through the alarm (or press off when I think i'm pressing snooze) and then end up being late. That is the freakin' worst. i always feel like people can tell just by looking at me that I was rushed and didn't shower or whatever. so annoying.
Sorry about the unsportsmanlikeness of your softball team. That sucks.
Oh, and I loved the lyrics you put for my Poll Topic! That's awesome!!!

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