dead tree.

i'm failing french.
i got yelled at for not doing homework, when she gave us the paper, and never told us to do it.
i'm failing basketball.
my coaches don't inspire me, or pump me up or anything, they piss me off. and my team captains do the same. they don't motivate me. they make me wanna shove their head in a toilet. i need to play in games. practice makes me want to commit suicide.
i'm achy.
we lifted [in the fucking dark might i add. the power went out at school and they still made us practice.] and now i cant move anything. my bitch week is gonna start soon, and i have a bad feeling that it's gonna start on/near my birthday.
my birthday is on monday. *confetti* ralphie is making me a giant funfetti cupcake. i'm excited about that.
i have friday morning practice [6-7:30am] usually i'd be excited, but i have PE right after. i don't know what to do. should i take a shower then sweat in PE? or speed shower after PE?
dammit, i might speed shower.
i fell asleep today in history. no matter how hard i tried to stay awake, i couldn't open my eyes. she paused the movie multiple times to discuss, and i tired so hard to listen, but i would blink, and all of a sudden the movie was back on. that whole class except the beginning and end was a blur. urg. i need sleep.
i have a math test on my birthday >_<
the south africans are leaving soon. i like bianca and aime [i dont know the other one.] it's sad D:
the boy was forced to cut his hair. double D:
snowball is on saturday.
basketball game saturday.
britney spears new cd out today? yesterday? tomorrow? i dont know but soon. i want it.
shut up. i love britney.
*falls asleep on laptop*