Hell Week: Imminent

It's coming and I want time to stop.

8 AM-12 PM--summer gym

2 PM-friggin' 9 freaking PM (seriously? SERIOUSLY???? Yes.)--boot camp for Marching Band.

Anyone who says that isn't a sport can go jump off a cliff. Or come to our practice.

My only happiness with this is that, hopefully, I'll keep on losing weight, which I desperately need to do...

*sigh* Invisible people...welcome to the saga of Hell Week.

I am dreading it. I wish I could stop time.

Too bad I can't.

I wish band wasn't so dang long. Or if I could march. At all. Of course, I can't. I seriously suck. I would guess that I am one of the worst people there. ...I would kick me off if I could. I'm sure they would. I'm just a liability. That, and I'm mediocre at best of a player.

I'm really sick of being the worst at EVERYTHING. I'm at the back of the class for gym and for Marching Band. It gets irritating. It's the physical activity.

That + out of shape, uncoordinated me = aches and pains and failures.

On the bright side, I did an awesome mile last week. On the downside, I'll never do it again...

Meh.

I'm tired.

Still wishing time would stop and that this week would never start,
-Alice

Yeah, well...

If I had titling ideas, I swear I'd write them.
I swear.
You don't believe me.
Fine then.
Be a jerk, just like my Blogger account that feels the need to connect to my family's stupid Comcast email account. I had to change my password and now I never remember it. It's miracle I'm here.

*sigh*

Okay. Fine. Deep breath.

Ever regret something? I regret my URL. Now it's just gonna make people look at me weird...Fail. It's not even spelled right. Oh well. No one reads this anyways. Unless they're INVISIBLE.
...
Hi invisible people!

AJ: *singing* Deniiiiaaaal....

*glares* Anyways, yeah and such. I've been busy. I managed to finish NaNoWriMo (HUZZAH!). It was a fail, but oh well. You know. That was my goal from the start.

I seriously annoy myself sometimes.

I have stuff to talk about but I'm too lazy. Oh well.

-Alice