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Thursday, September 09, 2004 . 9/09/2004

Again, today was a crap day. Actually, about the only thing that makes it crap is my last hour, gym. I hate running around in circles only to feel like a sweaty piece of crap after. Not to mention you LOOK like crap as well.

So I decided to pretend to forget my gym clothes but my gym teacher asked if I'd be participating tomorrow and I said yes and that I'd promised I would.. so tomorrow will just be ANOTHER crap day.

In gym what they had to do was go outside and run/walk on the track. Then a few minutes later this idiot passed with her preppy friends and she said, quite loudly, something like "wtf is the point of being in a gym class when you just stand there". She had a point, but you see, I did not make the choice to be placed in gym, the school did. It was either Individual Sports ( which I'm in ), Team Sports, or things like dancing. So I didn't have much of a choice did I? And what if I had a doctors note, she wouldn't know and she'd still would have said it. Stupid..
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