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Monday, October 6, 2003


   Oh, yuck...
I'm sure those of you who read this constantly remember the English paper I had been worrying about for far too long. Well, the paper's done and I got a B- on it, since she couldn't understand my footnotes and Bibliography. :p

Well, now part two of the assignment has rolled around. The oral report. I hate oral reports. I hate oral presentations. I hate just about everything that involves me getting up in front of people and speaking. Just thinking about it today made me physically ill. My partner, try as though she might, is not helping any.

Devon, my partner, tried several methods to get me to be more relaxed so that we might get a better joint grade. I tried to be patient and explain to her that, while her help was appreciated, it did nothing. She is one of the few people who can truly try my patience. She's one of those I-can't-shut-up-must-talk-I'm-so-popular twits. >.>

So, I'm hoping all goes well tomorrow with the report. *stomach lurch*

Ehrm, we had a student council meeting today, where our Secretary asked me: "I'm sorry, which one are you?"She was referring of course, to me and my friend Matt. Matt and I not only look somewhat alike in build, stature and hairstyle, but our last names are quite alike as well. It's not an uncommon occurance to have the question asked, but I thought that I'd mention it.

Soccer practice went relatively well, one of the fathers of our team members came and helped out a great deal. We not only got stuff done, but the kids for the most part enjoyed doing it.

Confirmation class was quite the usual, some of us sit and listen while the others disrespect the teachers. I think that's another thing I should work on. -_-;

After the meeting, I got to see Christina, one of my friends that are two years younger than I. I only saw her from a distance though, as she was inside cleaning with her mom and I was outside, pacing as I waited for my dad to pick me up. Had I the slightest bit of courage, I would have went in to talk to her. But, alas, I yet again fail to be with her. *sigh*

Well, off to bed. I must be ready for my oral report tomorrow. *shudder*

*cringe*

*stomach lurch*

Oy...I HATE oral stuff...

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