4/3/08 07:15 pm
OH MY GOD, I am very glad that this week is over.
Throwing at track practice was a good change of pace from the sprinting, (which was then again, a good change of pace from the distance running a la sophomore year) The kids that throw are totally not clique-y. And considering that it's TRACK and seeing as I don't run like a 60 second 400, I, for one, was very surprised at how much I enjoyed today. I'm glad because I was almost positive that today was going to be my last practice. There was only so much I could take of not talking, being a slowpoke, bad weather and inside jokes I wasn't in on.
If you add up the minutes I've been on the phone this week, it would be more than the past 6 months combined. I'm not a fan of the phone at all, I don't know how Calvin managed to do it.
I have very mixed opinions about International Night.
No one pays attention to hallway music ever but I totes dug the Jason Mraz that was going on in those 8 minutes today.
She wants to go with him to prom, he wanted to go with me and I wanted to go with you. I blame karma on how that all happened to not work out. Irregardless, we all are still kind of left kind of unhappy and dateless. But whatever, I AINT GON TO PROM. Maybe. Not with a legit date~~ (I don't really get the "~~" usage), at least. I never really did the whole date thing anyways. I have been on one date ever (I need to stop bringing this up, it happened almost a year ago) and it freaked me the fuck out.
Is it still stealing when you're plotting to take something that hasn't been touched in 8 months? I think it is because it still involves breaking a lock.