"Sometimes we're all too quick to count down the days that we forget to make the days count."
-Unknown
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Thursday
My Outfit:
Today I'm wearing a pink t-shirt with black designs on it, a blue windbreaker jacket, black jeans, white Nike Air Force 1's, a gold ring, a pearl choker, and a white Pura Vida bracelet.
I found out that I'll be having a test in English tomorrow. Which stinks. I also have H-Geo homework, but it's just review over Algebra so that's fine. Today we took notes in World History and I need to learn how to take notes. My notes are all jumbled and crammed.
My school is having club sign-ups tomorrow so I need to decide which club I want to join. I either want to do Spanish Club, Friendship Bracelet Making Club, or FCA. I want to do Spanish Club because I want to know Spanish better since I don't have a good teacher. My sister told me that the Spanish Club teacher is also bad at teaching Spanish. My school really needs to look into better Spanish teachers. I want to do Friendship Bracelet Making Club because it sounds fun but that probably won't look as good on a college application as the other two. I want to do FCA because it sounds fun and also the teacher is my H-Geo teacher.
I had cheer practice today and we did stunting. I'm a backspot and this is my first year being one. In middle school, I was a base. They have me backspot since I'm on the taller side. The webbing, which I just looked up and it's apparently called Purlicue (if I searched it right), hurts on my hands. I used to get pain in my wrists but I got used to it and didn't get it as much. Now I'm going have to get used to this.
So my goal to be more confident is not going too well. I'm still quiet. I'm not sure how I'm going to achieve my goal because so far I don't think I will.
I was so tired after school that I ended up falling asleep in the car. While wearing my contacts, which is bad for your eyes, and so my eyeballs were in pain. If I don't figure out how to go to sleep early my school life will be in trouble.
Omg, I just accidentally pushed my foundation bottle off of my counter. Now there's a deep shatter area on it and foundation got on my floor. Fudge this.
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Freshman Year
Non-FictionWelcome to my diary where I document my life as a freshman in high school. I will be writing about the things I do during school, what I think about things, who I hang out with, and just a bunch of random high school stuff. Hey, my name's Liliana...
