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I be hurties...x.x;
I really don't understand why they chose me to be part of the team..o___________o
I really stink at lay-ups...urm...I'll explain. My coach tells us to race against each other (mind you, we're divided into 2 teams). We run back and forth on the basketball court in te warm sun (yup, my school has no gym...)making a lay-up at both baskets. "Loser takes one lap!" said coach. Yeah, so I'm the cause of my team losing..;_________; I get to tired to apologize to them. I'm way out of shape. Anyway, we run a lap. "Alright, we'll have a rematch!" says coach..O_________O...so back and forth we go...Gackt...I can't make the lay-up..;o; I'm stuck!! Again, another lap. Now, today. We were excused for the first loss. However...
"If you (my team) lose, you run 2 laps," coach tells us.
"What?!" says someone on the same team as I.
"It's fair! You lost twice already."
"..." ...uhm...this is me.
...and again...my bad lay-up skills make us lose. Now, he changed it a bit. Lay-ups, and a free-throw!!:D
...sadly, my team-mates are good at lay-ups, but not that great at free-throws. My team mates get stuck at the free-throws. As for me, well, the other team won before my chance. Another lap!!...joy. My team changes the order of my line now. It took a while before my turn. It took me a while for the lay-up, but for the free throw, whee~ fun fun!!...the cheering scares me though.O_o; The game was so close!!>< We lost on the last person on both of the teams. LAP!...gosh...my calf was hurting already from yesterday...ugh. Well, I think we finally won one...I think. My mind fails me. Anyway, after that, SUICIDES!!><|l|
Suicides...about that. Well, we run back and forth on the court. ALSO, we have to touch lines on the court. Anyway, it went like this, run to the free-throw line, and back. Run to the half court line, and back. Run to the free-throw line on the other court, and back. FINALLY, run to the end of both of the courts (right behind of the basket of the farthest court)a~nd...back.*dies* My mouth was so dry. I drank almost all of my water-bottle. Uh-oh. Scrimmage
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I be hurties...x.x;
I really don't understand why they chose me to be part of the team..o___________o
I really stink at lay-ups...urm...I'll explain. My coach tells us to race against each other (mind you, we're divided into 2 teams). We run back and forth on the basketball court in te warm sun (yup, my school has <i>no</i> gym...)making a lay-up at both baskets. "Loser takes one lap!" said coach. Yeah, so I'm the cause of my team losing..;_________; I get to tired to apologize to them. I'm way out of shape. Anyway, we run a lap. "Alright, we'll have a rematch!" says coach..O_________O...so back and forth we go...<i>Gackt...I can't make the lay-up..;o; I'm stuck!!</i> Again, another lap. Now, today. We were excused for the first loss. However...
"If you (my team) lose, you run 2 laps," coach tells us.
"What?!" says someone on the same team as I.
"It's fair! You lost twice already."
"..." ...uhm...this is me.
...and again...my bad lay-up skills make us lose. Now, he changed it a bit. Lay-ups, and a free-throw!!:D
...sadly, my team-mates are good at lay-ups, but not that great at free-throws. My team mates get stuck at the free-throws. As for me, well, the other team won before my chance. Another lap!!...joy. My team changes the order of my line now. It took a while before my turn. It took me a while for the lay-up, but for the free throw, whee~ fun fun!!...the cheering scares me though.O_o; The game was so close!!>< We lost on the last person on both of the teams. LAP!...gosh...my calf was hurting already from yesterday...ugh. Well, I think we finally won one...I think. My mind fails me. Anyway, after that, SUICIDES!!><|l|
Suicides...about that. Well, we run back and forth on the court. ALSO, we have to touch lines on the court. Anyway, it went like this, run to the free-throw line, and back. Run to the half court line, and back. Run to the free-throw line on the other court, and back. FINALLY, run to the end of both of the courts (right behind of the basket of the farthest court)a~nd...back.*dies* My mouth was so dry. I drank almost all of my water-bottle. Uh-oh. Scrimmage<sp?>... XP OH! I'm a sub!:D Yosh~. "Go practice free throws and lay-ups"
Oh...not so great.D: So, I practice, trying to save up my strength, and I make only about 2 shots. My shirt was very uncomfortable too.o_o;

Well, time passes, and finally, I'm called to sub for someone. As a a few of you know, I'm someone who continually pushes my self. After running back and forth on the court, BANG! Cramp on my calf~x.x...my mom says it's a sprain, but I think she is mistaken. Well, it hurt, but, being the person I am, I keep playing. Oww...it hurt so much. Well, practice was finally over. :D My legs hurt more than ever.

Now, for class. Math is just plain scary. About Social Studies, though. Our test and research report are on days so very close to each other.TT^TT It pains~x_X
The end then..x.x;

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