HERstory

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So today is Friday and right now I am tired from swallowing water while trying to do the backstroke. It is really starting to get me to rethink my plans for the swim team. I don’t wish to give up, but there are some things you just have to try. Today is the 100th day of school here at my high school so ASB decided to throw a little game. I do not think anyone wanted to see 10 cups of chocolate pudding being wasted. There was this scene that made me feel ever so disgusted. Afterschool I must go to practice, but right now I’m thinking if I should continue. I don’t know what to do. I can get a job now since I turned sixteen, but I don’t want to regret not joining. I hope my friend will teach me to be a better swimmer so I will stay. My friend burnt me a CD of the German band called Panik and so far I am loving it. I am satisfied to what my ears are hearing. It’s like me and the Korean bands, I don’t understand a word, but the sound just satisfies me. What’s weird about this week is that I’ve been crying. Every day of this week, I cried. For being happy and sad. It’s strange. Being sixteen so far makes me feel liberated, but I’ve been showing signs of being aggravated. I don’t want to be angry, but for some odd reason I am. Well, I’ll be leaving. I must do my lessons now. TTFN.