[64]This day hurt...

Listening to: nothin'
Feeling: achy
Alright, this day was fun and painful at the same time. In reading, I did my presentation about my book so I wouldn't have to do it tomorrow. Then in math, nothing at all happened except for the usual annoying Helen routine. Then, in gym hockey--this is where the fun begins. I have sworn A.J. to be my enemy in gym hockey, and here's why. First: A.J. and I were both after the ball. He was about to get it, so I checked him. He checked me with the same force, at the same time. We both went flying, and I sprained my leg. Not my ankle, my leg. Weird, huh? And two: after that little incident, we were facing off again, and we rammed our heads together. It hurt like hell, and I'm still a bit dizzy from it. Alright, so now I have a sprained shin, and a concussion. Guess what else? I also have a sore jaw, chin and stomach. You all know that everyone runs when Ben has the ball in gym hockey--or people with common sense run. Well, I didn't. He hit me with the ball three times today--once in the chin, once in the jaw, and once in the stomach. It sucked. And yet, still, my team won 20-5. Pretty impressive, eh? Ouchies. But I did have a lot of fun with that, even if I did get the crap beaten out of me. I did just as much damage to A.J. I think. Alrighty. Other than that, nothing really happened. We did a little activity in Physics, but nothing worth writing. Oh! I forgot. At lunch, I was walking to GAP CO. with Dominic, and we were going down the Sevie Hall (don't ask). At the exact same time, Dominic and I both kicked the two double doors open. It was really funny. Then--today was THE unofficial day of irony--we were eating lunch in Quizno's and I was telling Dominic how glad I was that BIlly H. wasn't there at Quizno's right then. And, of course, litterally a second after I said it, I looked out the window, and Billy walked up the corner. It was horrible. Something else weird happened today. After school, Billy said bye to me. I generally ignore him, and he, when not trying to remove my shoelaces to strangle me with them, generally ignores me. It was weird. He has these weird mood swings! One minute, he's nice to me, and the next, he's calling me a "handicrap". Then he tries to strangle me with my shoe laces, and he's back to being nice to me. Freak! TTFN
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