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♥Saturday, December 27, 2008.

EURGHHH, I HATE MY PARENTS.
anywayy, training, after a long break today!
oh my stamina!):
and like now, whenever i hit, my wrist seems to twist ALOT.
then well it hurts alot toooo.
i think it's cause my stick is too heavy or something!
ahh, i hate my stick.
we painted the hockey carnival after training!
and while waiting for coach to get the paint,
we talked alot,
and there was alot of bra buckle business.
ahhaa, so yeah training was fun today(:
good start.
but then!
ughhhhh, in the train!
when i changed to raffles and got on.
i kinda knocked this lady's thigh with my stick.
then when i sat down next to her,
she immediately got off and went to another seat!!!
omgggg, i was so bloody angry and offended!
come on! the part that hit her was only the grip.
and i said sorry reflex-like.
but i think she also thought i was going to stink or something.
and didn't want to sit next to me!
what the hell!
like i wanted to sit next to herrr,
some wringly over dried pruney old female-like monster!
trying to act cool too.
wearing jackie o shades, in the train.
and a guess bag i shall call fake!
i do not stink!!):
i changeeeeee and i spray my deo!
stupid old woman.
then well i guess that's pretty much all that happened today. and
OH GOD, I HATE MY FAMILY.

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ohh, and my muscles are starting to ache now!
and still ever so hateful.

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