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So in spanish today, after k4 had told us a few days ago that we would be having the speaking final yesterday and monday, she gave us the speaking final. *headdesk* She called me out to the hallway about halfway through the class. The questions were relatively simple, how are you, did you study last night, what did you study, what do you do in your free time, what type of books do you like to read, what did you like to do when you were younger, and finally what do you do in the summer, but I was nervous as hell and couldn't stop my hands from fidgeting. I think I got all 25 points, but I might have gotten only 20 of them. I didn't look.

After school, I came home and went over to my neighbor's to babysit. So Owen welcomes me by jumping at me and then I let him down and he punches me. Over the next hour, he continues being violent to me for no reason. I told him to stop, I told him that if he attacked me again he would get time out and then finally put him in time out. After that, I thought he had calmed down. So Georgia, Owen and I were playing soccer. Their mom had left to go on a walk. The grass was wet, and as it was obviously going to happen, I slipped and fell. I didn't hurt anything, but I got the wind knocked out of me. So I was lying there trying to get my breath back while my little brats of neighbors laughed at me and didn't ask if I was ok. Then Owen felt the insane need to run and jump on me. I would have been fine, except he had to jump on me and kill my back. So now my back kills and Owen continued attacking me until Amy got home. She came home to me and Georgia playing cards and Owen in his room because I was fed up with him. And I finally left. My back and neck are in pain right now, although I took motrin, so they should be feeling better soon.

So I'm done with the history final and the writing and speaking parts of my spanish final. Math, science, spanish and english writing left to do. And the essay and presentation for pottery. Just six more days of school. And even then, not really school. Reviewing and taking finals. Six more days. I can make it.

Date: 2005-06-16 05:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] l33tspike.livejournal.com
Poor katherine, I'm sorry the little monsters beat you up, if you ever don't feel like facing them alone I can go with you. Owen is still mad cool, I hope he doesn't go evil.
Love, the bro

Date: 2005-06-16 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] meorae.livejournal.com
Thanks. And they're normally perfectly fine. So Owen might turn evil, but I don't think he will. I mean he allows his mom and sister to paint his toenails and he also rides a pink bike. He is mad cool. Just everyone is an annoying brat at some point. And today was his day.

Date: 2005-06-16 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prettypettigrew.livejournal.com
Haha, Georgia is ADORABLE. I met her at rehersal, she is the sweetest thing (and just as hyper all all the other theater kids; god bless them, every one).

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