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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-11-28T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T01:15:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey everyone, whats up in your world. yeah I'm not sure how often I have to visit my live journal so it doesnt get deleted. whatever I think i like myspace better.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=29795259&amp;Mytoken=BC508F57-1333-11C3-A0009FE021BA794E22915170"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=29795259&amp;Mytoken=BC508F57-1333-11C3-A0009FE021BA794E22915170&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-09-10T17:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-10T23:01:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T04:10:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey, wow it has been so f-ing long since last I updated. Well, so far during the school year I have managed to make it seem like I liked a guy in the band who won’t leave me alone. Also, a guy that I really seem to like who is in the band is probably the most interesting person, who I would love to get to know better. But, omg I just can’t seem to make words come out when ever he is near. Then there is this other guy whom I will admit that I liked because he was a buff football player, which means nothing. And well, I just recently found out that after all that flirting he did with me, all he wants is one thing. Yeah and he always cheats on his gf's from what I have heard. Also, he has been around the block a few times if you know what I mean. And I most definitely won’t hook up with him, because he will only be expecting one thing, which was also evident on the psychology quiz someone gave him to do during English class. The sign he picked out to be his favorite meant he was frustrated in that department. Then he told me something like, "you know what makes me frustrated. Being single." yeah so then he flirts with the other girls in class when I am not there to keep him busy. But I gave him a hug in class the other day. I wish that I could talk to the band guy I like though. There’s more to say but later</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-27T23:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T04:20:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T04:20:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey guys, well guard camp isnt as bad as it has been in previouse years. and it is not because i prefer dance to flag, that wont happen, but i think it is becuase i dont have to put up with the continues drop spinning in which i have been retaught and retaught at least thirty times. So, since i havent really learned much in dance, everything is new and different, and it isnt bad going to a camp that has a point, unline learning drop spins again. so far Sara the new director, thirtieth, has been good. she knows when to be strict and when to not be. I guess it is nice though, cause we like the same kind of music and we dont always have to listen to that crap everyone else likes. haaha. well yeah, but i am still very upset about my senior year and how i wont be able to pick up a flag or gun. ): but i guess my dancing is pretty good right now, my legs hurt like hell. so yeah. welll night</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-24T13:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T18:52:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T18:52:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey everyone. It's back to school tomorrow for me. Colorguard camp. And what sucks ass is I don't have many people there who are friends of mine. So We def need to all still eat lunch together if it is possible, but i doubt it because colorguard was during a lunch, and now that you guys droped the class, who knows what lunch you might end up getting. IT will be a sad senior year beginning i think. For the reason we no longer will have anything to do with excitment in the band show without flag and gun, and that the stress of applying for college will eat away all my time. So yeah, but once all that is over with, maybe the Varsity Baseball Season will ease the rest of the year. bye bye</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-20T16:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T21:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T21:22:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep battiling trying to figure out if there is fate, or just coincidence. Personally, coincidence is depresing, for the fact that your life would seam pointless if there was nothing that you were sent to earth to accomplish or achieve.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-19T22:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T03:15:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T03:15:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey guys, (do not read if you havent finished harry potter yet) i really dont know what to type, except for the fact that i am very strangely excited about next year. we will be at the top, it will be the last time i have to put up with philip, i will manage varsity baseball, find out what school i will be attending, and get to take three math classes. i am eager to learn more about statistics. but unfortunatly i wont be there to take my senior picture, cause i will be out of town. so there goes my yearbook photo. great start to the year. (sarcasm). but anyways... reading harry potter gets me more interested in learning things. weird huh? but yeah i read the book and it ended incredible strangely, i had all my hopes that snape was really a good guy. but yeah, i guess i can see where JKR is going with it. now harry has to act pretty much all alone, without the help of the head master, showing his maturity. im a nerd, i know.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-16T04:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T09:36:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey guys, wow it is damn ass early or late, however you look at it, but i have to be waking up in like four hours, so maybe i should retire soon. but seriusly, some guy, who was farily cute, came up to the counter today at cabanna. he ordered and stuff... then he came back once he got his food, and we wernt so busy and asked for a number to get in contact with us later. well thats what i thought anyways, but really he wanted my number, so after about a minute of searching for cabannas number, i asked him again. and he said he wanted my number so we could do something later. omg i asked him how old he was, and he said twenty four. wow. i dont know what is so apealing about the cabanna uniform, but man i have been asked out so many times wearing it. its ass ugly too. but then i wrote my cell down, and told him that i was seventeen, he knew i was going to be a senior, but then he said, when do you turn eighteen, so i said febuary. its just a little strange. twenty four years old, i wont do anything with him if he calls, but i didnt want to lie, or make him go home empty handed. lol bye guys and good night.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-15T15:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-15T20:12:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-15T20:53:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dont know how much longer I can wait, it is making me feel sick to my stomach. I feel so alone, and trapped with nothing to comfort me anymore.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-11T11:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T16:59:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T04:03:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">“Fate’s Lies”&lt;br /&gt;I have spilt my heart out searching for you,&lt;br /&gt;On an endless road that will never be through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sure that I found something to last forever,&lt;br /&gt;But love’s dark side had grown very clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my smile and every laugh,&lt;br /&gt;At an unaffordable ransom and no other path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether the fault lies with you or some other means,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will be changed in our previous scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love’s value is gone and lost to your thought,&lt;br /&gt;Forever clutched behind what I have sought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I stand shaken by your vastly eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could have foreseen all of fate’s lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every meeting we had seamed so planned,&lt;br /&gt;But was just as worthless as a grain of sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is choreographed into an unending dance,&lt;br /&gt;So when despair leaves me I will rediscover my chance.&lt;br /&gt;			By: Jamie Castor</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-10T21:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T03:02:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-11T03:02:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey guys, well i went deep sea fishing. got really ass sick. and then the next day i caught a shark, it wasnt very big, but atleast i caught something. we also went swimming with out life jakets, and in the middle of the gulf of mexico. im glad there were no sharks there, cause getting back into the boat took me forever. and the day before there was a pod of about four spotted dalphines that were swimming in front of the boat, so me and angela went around to the front and hung are leggs over the edge and almost got to touch them. it was awsome. then we went to a late night beach party. those are fun. all you need to do to get one started is to get like two trucks of people you know, have them all tune to the same channel, and blast loud music all down the beach to get cars to follow you. then look for the best spot next to any other drinkers, and pull next to them. we ended up having five different car loads of people pull up and we were all listening to music. I didnt drink anything cause police patrol the beach, and that would be the worst thing, cause my parents would never trust me again if we were caught. but yeah, im horribly suprised by how many young smokers there are. it is sickining. there was this fifteen year old girl there, who was wasted and smoking. seriusly can we say trailer park if she doesnt manage to straighten herself out. geez. well anyways i am proud for not doing anything like that. bye bye</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-03T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T01:32:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T01:32:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sent an email to his team, not really knowing why, and doubting that anything will come of it, but not wanting to have something to regret, and wanting to know I gave it a try.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-07-01T10:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-01T15:40:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">well, so much for having a party any time soon. I am working all weekend, and I will be out of town next week from thursday to sunday. Maybe sometime after though, and I guess it would be sad to have a party when brianna is not in town. haha, no more unsuspecting pants victims. so anyway, im going deep sea fishing with Angela, so thats why i wont be hear next weekend, i think it will be fun, i have never done it before. bye</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-06-30T00:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T05:23:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T05:23:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey guys and girls, just got home today, and I cant wait to stay. haha. it will be nice, I get home sick, and i have been just so excited to finaly come back. brianna, are you out of town??? i miss all my buddies. bye</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-06-26T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T02:46:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T22:54:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love Texas Baseball. and for all those who didnt watch any, i feel sry for you. lol jk. I am really excited about going home!!!! you have no idea, cause i cant wait to get my privacy and finaly write some more. and well, i guess work wont be so bad after all. but we all definatly need to get together and have a party or something at my place, a celebration, and a mid summer thing. I think I should invite the UT team, but i heard on saturday that they are having a party of their own, i could go too. haha I wish. no that would be tooooo crazy. and This vacation is the bomb, but kindof lonely without by brother. haha Dickey, poor guy. left fielder for florda. Well.... bye bye sexies. wait, o yeah, well after TExas WOn the College world Series, i got a picture with DReeeww stubbs and will crouch, and the picture with drew included his family too. His girlfriend was there, and she was taking a pic of the family, and then rudley asked me to move, then i got in there with a picture with drew. his family was really nice, it was just his mom and dad. they seamed very pleased to be in the picture too. lol. I guess they thought I was cute. Then, I got a picutre with Will, who was very cute. but none can beet the legendary Curtis Thigpen. never ever. And it was fun when we drove by the Texas bus after they played the night game against baylor, and just barley got passed them with a walk off home run, hit by chance wheeless, and when we drove by I screamed, "Dad, the texas bus, omg honk the horn." and he did like three times adn i rolled my window down, and gave them the horns. IT was awsome, and they pointed and gave it back. At the final game against florda, it was amazing how many local people were there cheering for Texas, and whenever the florda left fielder came out, the fans would tant him, I felt sry for him, and wished they would have stopped. then after the game we waited outside so we could regroup since we seperated, and the amazing sub marine arm througher for Florda came out and he was cute, and I wished to say hi, but I didnt want to do anything, stupid, wearing all ut stuff. but he was smiling, different from how Texas looked after they lost two to Cal State after the world series last year. I know I wrote alot, but hey, its been amazing, and exciting. And then, hopefully, in a week or so, i will be going to the gulf of mexico to cruise on a yaht owned by a friend adn deep sea fish. ITs gonna be fun. bye bye again.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-06-19T00:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-19T05:37:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-19T05:37:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey guys, well so far ive been to three ball games. got to watch JP HOwell pitch against the Rocket, then watched some minor league teams, and o yeah saw the world series UT and Baylor Game. Texas won, I hope they can continue through. bye guys.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-06-14T11:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T16:27:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey guys, I will be gone for the next two weeks, but will try to get in touch with any one when can. By the way, we will be sitting at the college world series behind the outfield. They are general admission tickets, and all the games will be in high definition on ESPN so, you guys should all watch, and hope that Texas wins, and maybe you will se me. Doutfully, but maybe. I am excited, and you guys should send me email or something, so i dont feel subcluded on any new summmer news. hope to see all of you when I get back, and maybe then we can all do something. bye</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-06-05T00:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T05:47:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T05:48:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shit, they lost against arkansas, in regionals. Its a double elimination too, and now, there is a chance they wont make it to super regionals, which means a definate no on the world series. Our entire vacation was planned around it, If they dont make it there is no point in us going, and I don't want to go any more.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-28T14:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T19:44:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-28T19:44:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"This calm river we have been floating on for so long, betrays us with its unexpected rapids ahead."</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-25T13:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T18:30:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T18:30:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay our baseball banquit is comming up, i want to go with kc but i dont have a way to contact him or anything. Then, Texas lost against ok state. by six runs, only this time it wasnt because they had poor bats, they had the worst pitching i have ever heard of. omg every pitcher sucked so much. And the bats were great, they had twelve hits and no error. I just dont get how every time they have great pitching, their bats go cold, and every time their bats are hot, their pitching sucks. Wow they need to pull it together or i wont get to take a trip to the world series.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-24T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T02:56:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T02:56:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dead as dead can be&lt;br /&gt;The doctor tells me&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't believe him&lt;br /&gt;Ever the optimistic one&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure of your ability&lt;br /&gt;To become my perfect enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and face me&lt;br /&gt;Don't play dead 'cause maybe&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll walk away and say&lt;br /&gt;You disappoint me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're better off this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaning over you here&lt;br /&gt;Cold and catatonic&lt;br /&gt;I catch a brief reflection&lt;br /&gt;Of what you could and might have been&lt;br /&gt;It's your right and your ability&lt;br /&gt;To become my perfect enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up &lt;br /&gt;(Why can’t you?)&lt;br /&gt;And face me&lt;br /&gt;(Come on now)&lt;br /&gt;Don't play dead &lt;br /&gt;(Don’t play dead)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause maybe&lt;br /&gt;(Because maybe)&lt;br /&gt;Someday &lt;br /&gt;(Someday)&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk away and say&lt;br /&gt;You disappoint me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your better off this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your better off this way (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Your better off this (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your better off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up &lt;br /&gt;(Why can’t you?)&lt;br /&gt;And face me&lt;br /&gt;(Come on now)&lt;br /&gt;Don't play dead &lt;br /&gt;(Don’t play dead)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause maybe&lt;br /&gt;(Because maybe)&lt;br /&gt;Someday &lt;br /&gt;(Someday)&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk away and say&lt;br /&gt;You fucking disappoint me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your better off this WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and play dead&lt;br /&gt;(GO!)&lt;br /&gt;I know that you can hear this&lt;br /&gt;(GO!)&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and play dead&lt;br /&gt;(GO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you turn and face me?&lt;br /&gt;(WAKE UP!) &lt;br /&gt;Why can't you turn against me?&lt;br /&gt;(WAKE UP!)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you turn against me?&lt;br /&gt;(WAKE UP!)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you turn against me?&lt;br /&gt;(GO!)&lt;br /&gt;You fucking disappoint me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passive-aggressive bullshit...</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-20T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-21T03:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-21T16:33:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I was going to get a chance to go and see the world series this summer, but now there seams little chance in hell.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-16T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T03:47:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T03:47:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay i think i need to explain this next entry before someone reads this and thinks im sick. well me and brianna were at the capitol, and we really had to use the bathroom, and they wouldnt let us go. the senet sestion seamed to last forever too. and you know how bri sings lala alot, well we came up some lyrics to the situation we were in... you make me want to pee my pants, in the kitchen on the floor, you'll be my toliett seat.. yeah and it goes on but the rest is wrong. lol. yeah i think im going to regret putting this on later, but you have to understand how badly we had to go, we were starting to cramp. bye</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-15T21:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-16T02:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-16T02:55:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NINE INCH NAILS LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt myself today&lt;br /&gt;to see if I still feel&lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's real&lt;br /&gt;the needle tears a hole&lt;br /&gt;the old familiar sting&lt;br /&gt;try to kill it all away&lt;br /&gt;but I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have I become?&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;you could have it all&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of shit &lt;br /&gt;upon my liar's chair&lt;br /&gt;full of broken thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I cannot repair&lt;br /&gt;beneath the stains of time&lt;br /&gt;the feeling disappear&lt;br /&gt;you are someone else&lt;br /&gt;I am still right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have I become?&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could have it all&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;if I could start again&lt;br /&gt;a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;I would keep myself&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-15T13:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T18:07:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey, so I went to the most exciting weirdly awsome baseball game on saturday with Andrea. It was great. UT and Dallas Baptist were tied most of the game. But I couldnt believe my eyes when UT stole home, and then in the eight when David Mouroul hit an in the park home run that gave them three runs. It was amazing. bye sexies.</content>
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    <title>jlcbaseball06 @ 2005-05-13T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-14T04:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-14T04:42:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey , so alot has happened since my last update. I am now an employee of taco cabanna, okay so it isnt the best payed job in the world but it is money. and also, i just came off of the worst friday the thirteenth i have ever had. it didnt start feeling bad till about sixth period, but the probley was throughout the day. It all started when my friend told me i had a hole in my jeans and that i was wearing pink underwear. okay that screwed things up a bit. then i walked all the way to my seventh period class with my hand on my ass to cover up the half inch wide hole. finally, i made it to my math class and someone luckily had a needle and thread on them. so, right there in the middle of the class room my friend decided that she was going to sow my pants. you can imagine how weird that must have looked. omg then all these people started walking in and they were staring. one guy was talking to me and i was having difficulties not screeming out in panic mode. then a really hot popular jock guy from the jr. class walks in and stairs at what is going on. okay the next thing that happened, was i was going to go to the baseball game at burger tonight, it was a doubleheader illimination game, so if they lost the first game they were out of the playoffs. I thought, since they were playing the woodlands, pretty much the eight best team in the nation, I could maybe go and perhaps there would be the same outcome as when they played austin high and I went when no one though they had a chance to win. but they did, and they all were yelling out my name and saying how I was good luck. well i guess good luck and friday the thirteenth dont mix, cause i got to the game and sat down, being my stupid self and not looking at the score board which read... Woodlands 15, Bowie 0. finally I looked up and after a few times of blinking to be sure i wasnt hilucinating I realized the game started earlier, I was too late, and Bowie was out of the playoffs. That sucked ass, and im sure the team saw me show up as they were packing up to leave. I wanted to cry, how depressing it was. and i made a complete full of myself by talking to one of the jv managers who was with another girl. I menchened baseball banquit and when Amy (manager) asked her friend about it i figured she must have been a fish manager. so i asked her if she was, in kindof a bewildered tone becuase she looked old for a fish, and she said in a snearish remark, "no im a senior". and i can understand her being upset because i would sorta be too, but it also turns out that this girl was Amy's brother's girlfriend, if you caught all that, and im sure she will menchin my retardedness to her bf. wow does this suck. And i really need to make room in my schedual next year for statistics becuase my math teacher highly sugests it, and baseball and statistics go hand in hand. therefore if i want to major in mathematics, with a minor in sports management, that would be the class to take. unfortunally, i dont know what to drop, and if i do drop, i fear taking three AP courses next year, especially since i havent taken one in my life. bye</content>
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