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Friday, April 10, 2009 ‚ô•

I've been so tired and exhausted and busy these past weeks. Trying to bring my grades up before summer comes along...juggling about 3 tennis matches a week...tennis practices...homework etc. I'm getting really sick and tired of school and guess what? I'm ONLY in my freshman year. It could only get worse from here. So today I woke up 10 minutes later than I usually did. Which meant 10 minutes less of doing my hair and makeup. It was a rush but I managed to get it done. Whatever, it's a Friday.

Shaw was super neat today!

Shaw: Women need to Blow!
Class: *laughs for 10 minutes straight*
Shaw: Who doesn't like man food?
Class: *laughs for another 5 minutes*
Shaw: People need to suck it down!
Class: It's getting priceless...

Yup! That's my English teacher. Hilarious as usual. That was probably the highlight of my day.
I got robbed yesterday!
I'm about to kill someone. Do they not understand the concept of NOT LOOKING THROUGH SOMEONE ELSE'S STUFF WITHOUT PERMISSION, NOT TO MENTION TAKING IT! So poof! there goes 150 bucks. I feel like they stripped off the one thing I enjoy doing, shopping. Get a life. Anyway, tennis was tiring. I stayed after to practice with Varsity so I didn't leave until like 5. Kenneth was supposed to give me a ride but then he ditched the parking lot so I got someone else to take me home. We were supposed to hit it off at Flatirons since I'm not working today but I guess not. So I'm home, stuck, eating, blogging, mourning over the death of my shopping privileges.





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