Ok, well, I'm going to go out of order. I'm going to start with swimming. I have a meet tomorrow! I'm excited. It's way the hell out in Bailey or something, though, so I have to miss a rather huge Julius Caesar test. But what ever. Not like I have a ridiculously high average in that class or anything. So I'll just take it Wednesday. Ms. Dj will be cool with it. Anyway, it's going to be an exciting meet. I'm swimming fly in the 200 medley relay, the 100 fly, and the 500 free. It'll be a party. The good news is I swam a 100 fly today in practice, didn't drown, and actually finished in 1:28. I was pretty proud of myself. The 500 should be interesting. Basically I'm shooting for a 7:30 or below. No, I know you're all thinking, wow, swimming for 7 minutes straight? You must be crazy! That's quite possible, my friends. However, I'm looking forward to it.
Now, onto my next topic. Singing!!!!! Yeah, so right after this meet, I have a school concert. So I'm dashing straight from the pool to school, where I will hurriedly throw on my nice black dress, do something with my hair, which will be a disaster, and then go catch the last part of rehearsal before the performance. It should be an adventure. I also have a concert for my choir outside of school on Saturday. That'll be fun, too.
This brings me to my next topic. I am sick. Yes, indeedy. Sick. I have some sort of cold-type thingy, and it makes it rather difficult to sing well and pain free. Freely. Painly free? Pain freely? I don't know. Pain freely-ly? I give up! The point still stands that my singing isn't going to be exactly brilliant tomorrow. So I'm going to drink about a gallon of water, avoid dairy at all costs, and also try not to talk too much. The last bit could be difficult. Talking is sort of hard not to do for me. But I'll do my best.
Ok, that's all for now. I'm going to ceaselessly mock Nik for not having finished his Chem project. And also I'm going to continue to ignore the studying for exams that I'm not doing.
~the supreme ruler of the universe
2 comments:
F**k you, you don't know what chemistry is like so shut up about nick. Can you tell me about stoichiometry? I don't think so. My name is Paul
um, eric? wtf, mate? and it's Nik, first off, not Nick. And i'm not doubting the difficulty of chem, i'm just laughing because he hadn't finished and packy had. not that you care either way. why am i explaining myself to you?
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