Something's wrong with me today. I feel grumpy. >:< Maybe its coz i didn't get enough sleep and after a grueling tennis lesson i didn't get a nap. Stupid pest control came and i had to keep moving about so i wont get poisoned.
Why'd a rat have to come to our house? Our house is clean.
Oh yea, the grueling tennis lesson, i had to run 11 laps around the tennis court. I cant believe i got beaten by some kids! and one really good player..lolz. First it was 5 laps. I could sort of handle. But i had to add 2 more laps coz i started walking on the 4th lap. THEN! I lost AGAIN! This time though it was pretty ok. I found a way most comfortable with me to run. YEA! me.
Sigh..pest control sucks. I cant swtich on the air conditioning for a while for the sake of not being poisoned.. Its the hottest day ever!
Im beginning to hate tution. I feel like i've got better things to do now. Maybe its coz i do have better things to do now. I hate Ms. Irene's brother the arse Kenny. He'll flirt with the flirts (obvious) bt he wont treat me halfway decent. Just coz he helped pick up my compass set doesnt mean i'll think he's a god like the bimbo's at the center. Now i dont't think i'll care so much. Ever since tennis started i've been feeling more confident.
Wonderful blogs are. I can vent and it'll be typed down fast. Thanks for the venting.
Why'd a rat have to come to our house? Our house is clean.
Oh yea, the grueling tennis lesson, i had to run 11 laps around the tennis court. I cant believe i got beaten by some kids! and one really good player..lolz. First it was 5 laps. I could sort of handle. But i had to add 2 more laps coz i started walking on the 4th lap. THEN! I lost AGAIN! This time though it was pretty ok. I found a way most comfortable with me to run. YEA! me.
Sigh..pest control sucks. I cant swtich on the air conditioning for a while for the sake of not being poisoned.. Its the hottest day ever!
Im beginning to hate tution. I feel like i've got better things to do now. Maybe its coz i do have better things to do now. I hate Ms. Irene's brother the arse Kenny. He'll flirt with the flirts (obvious) bt he wont treat me halfway decent. Just coz he helped pick up my compass set doesnt mean i'll think he's a god like the bimbo's at the center. Now i dont't think i'll care so much. Ever since tennis started i've been feeling more confident.
Wonderful blogs are. I can vent and it'll be typed down fast. Thanks for the venting.
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