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Not all scars show,
and not all wounds heal.

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Sarah is constantly aggravated by a few choice people who decide that its okay and fun to never do their work and thus force it upon her.

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Thursday, June 18, 2009
slow spinning redemption


The past few days of my life have consisted of:

1. crazy training
2. crazy fun
3. crazy people who try to chase everyone out.


ELABORATE:
1. I actually went for training. :O
granted, i left 30 minutes early each time, but that was because i wanted to go home and do my homework(HOMEWORK, LIKE, WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?).

And now my ankle is swollen because of the 10x100 kicking on 2 minutes jiao lian is making us do.

AND WHAT'S THE BEST PART?
.....i came in first everytime for the kicking.
HAHAAH.

But came in like, 6th for pull.
Pfffft.

2. spent monday with prya, jan, yun and the like, 3 hours with becca and sharonrose. Went to SSC to go help yun train for 2.4, then we went all the way to pioneer to prya's dad's office to go celebrate his birthday. So happy belated birthday mr annan!
then we went back to SSC with the original intent of bowling, but blah blah blah, stupid bowling lady was being a poophead and didn't let us bowl.
So we went to the arcade until 5 ish and went to go change.
And while yun was showering jan was putting a whole can of hairspray into my hair.
Not whole, but maybe half.
Then i did the same to her, and the two of us looked like xiao ding dang, and then we took a cab to prya's house.
Where me and pra baked while jan and yun stayed upstairs eating crackers.

THEN AFTER YUN WENT HOME, we all decided to take a bus to dempsey because jan was hungry.
but nothing was open since it was like, 10. so she just got ben and jerry's and then we went to holland v to eat.
Then my parents got all freaked out because it was maybe, 1230 when i was done and then my dad came to fetch me and jan home.

....and point 3 fits in with the SSC part of the story.


AND TODAY, I'M GOING FOR:





Training.
What a surprise.
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay