• (28) Ugh, my leg is killing me. Today in gym class we played indoor soccer. Another person was about to shoot, so I made to kick the ball out of the way, but for some reason the angle was terribly off, and instead of kicking the ball, we both kicked as hard as we could-the inside of my shin coliding with hers. Normally, this wouldn't hurt too much, but for someone who's had quite bad shin splints for the past two years, it SUCKED. I tried to kick the airborne ball afterwards, but could hardly lift my leg-so I limped off the field. This was this morning at about ten. It's not almost five. It hurts to walk and to move it too much. Man, if this affects my tryouts in ANY way...Somebody's getting punched. Other than that, my day wasn't too bad. In french we're reading a book about-so far-a girl who gets pregnant because when her mom died she ran to her boyfriend for comfort and they had sex but he pulled out "avant que...que j'éjacule"...ew. Haha. However she got pregnant anyway, apparently her doctor had to explain why she got pregnant, wow how stupid can you be to not grasp that concept...sperm+ovary=baby...anyway. It's not a bad book, but I'm kind of annoyed. Clearly the ministry just wants us to read it because it "applies to us"...umm...right. Here's my problem. The book is in a series-it's the second in the series. Why didn't we read the first? The first was about a girl who's mother died. Why didn't we read it? It honestly applies to us no less at all than the pregnancy one. In fact, it applies more. In my first year of highschool, someone commited suicide. Either my first or second year, a girl who I know's mom died. This year, a young teacher died. As for pregnancy, I believe there's been one that I KNOW of...and it's an average school, you'd hear about these things no matter what. That's Death: 3, Irresponsible Teenagers: 1. Unless they used condoms that broke. I suppose that's okay. So anyway, I'm kind of tired of the ministry of education giving us material that they think applies to us...the worst part of it? We're in fucking french immersion. 99% of immersion kids are obsessed with their marks and their destination in life... or we're not stupid enough to go get ourselves pregnant, broken condoms again the exception (the intent was there, after all...). If they wanted to talk to us about pregnancies, give us some goddamn movie passes to go see Juno. There's a better past time. Math wasn't too bad, I'm understanding it, which is a miracle...History is quite interesting. I don't get to see Em at all for Valentines day, kinda sad. I'm not one of those people who gets really worked up for it...I just want an excuse to see him, really...haha. I was going to tonight. Now I can't cuz he has too much homework. I thought I would, too...well, of course, as it turns out I had a tiny bit of math. Then I thought I'd have the play. Well, it was cancelled. Looks like it's SM and Facebook for me allll night. I gave him his stuff yesterday though, and he gave me my present. Oh and the other day I got some of that Satsuma stuff. SOOO good. STILL waiting for worlds info...it's driving me crazy...who's the coach?? Do we have tryouts?? Where are they????? Well, that's all for now...no doubt I'll be back later...if not to write then to read and look for music...bye?

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