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MY DAY WAS...crazyy 


Period 1: strained my muscle...to the sick bay!
Period 2: walked back to geo...up the stairs with my dead leg.
Period 3: edward scissorhands. BORING. =="
Period 4: classroom downstairs...THANK GOODNESS. but...=="


After School: to the library i go :) i feel sorry for jess :( she had to walk super slowly to get there...got there @ around 3:45..40 mins ==" farrout...
At library: was awesomee. people helped me move around...i insisted on being independent :)
After Library: ok...it took me 1/2 hr to walk to the station...THEN. i was waiting for the train...and someone splashed water on me...FARROUT.
Walking home: i was walking towards the direction of my church...i was quite lucky tomeet someone from my church that i know ;) and then someone drove me home...got home at like 6:15
Home: when i got home, my mum was questioning me...ANNOYING.
NOW: multitasking..

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