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Today...

Today was an interesting day. 

First off I was late for school again, and was freaking out because I thought MCAs were today. My morning was not fun.

Secondly, freshmen and juniors have them today, so during band we did nothing. I opted to crawl behind percussion stuff and nap. Which is what I was doing when I FOUND MY SKI JACKET!

Thirdly, when I got to history I realized that I had left my extra credit at home, my English that was all do today at home, and most of my biology at home. Oh, and my cell phone so I couldn't call home or anything, Not that my mom would bring my stuff anyways. This also served to remind me of the fact that I still can't drive.

Then my day just went on to involve various forms of torture.

Though the highlights of my day were:

1. Running with Bay then hitting the weight room. She's my best friend and when we get together it's bound to be adventurful and some one has to get hurt. In this case it was Bay. Two things led up two that. 1. I was wearing a cut-off shirt, and when I was doing this back workout my back was exposed. She started freaking out, exclaiming "OH MY GOD!". According to Bailey my back is an "abyss" down the middle. 2. She could not stop laughing at my face when we were doing this one exercise. She fell to the ground laughing. So I bopped her on the head with her mat. Then I told her it was her turn to go by saying "Lay down" (inside joke) causing her to punch me while I was double over laughing. Well I went to ward off an attack and (on accident) grabbed the hair tie on her wrist causing it to snap against her skin and draw blood.

2. Reading my friend's story for his English class. It started out good, but the last paragraph ended with shanking a guy and kid napping a young girl, whom he mates with after riding off on a giant beaver. What was his story about? How trees got their bark. His poor teacher.

3. Doing 8 and 1/2 pull-ups! Then after working out doing another 8! I am almost to my goal!

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