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Bitch, please
Thursday, November 11

Today was an OMG, WTF, I HATE YOU BITCH day. To start off, we (our group and the michelle's group from DQ) wanted to play oz tag instead of softball. It's cos we played it during pe and it was heaps fun. It was also because softball is the most boring-est sport ever. There's no activeness and fun in it besides sitting around and gossiping in the hot sun. If we are going to sit in the sun either way we might as well make the most of it and have fun.

So we went through all this trouble of asking crancher, who sent us to Wilson jnr, who sent us to Keegan, who sent us to skola, if we could play oz tag.
Eventually the teachers agreed and we were allowed to play oz tag during school sport. We got to the back oval and it was wet. Very wet. But there was still some areas where it was dry. Some people starting sulking and protesting and wanted to do softball instead. WELL I'M SORRY THAT WE WENT THROUGH ALL THAT TROUBLE TO PLAY OZ TAG BECAUSE WE WERE BEING CONSIDERATE AND WANTED TO PLAY A MORE 'FUN' SPORT!!

Crancher inspected the grounds with us, meaning taking us on a walk around the oval and walking through wet muddy grounds, and then told us that we don't have enough room to play oz tag. HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF PLAYING ON A SMALLER FIELD?!?!
So shaker went to put the stuff back and went to get the softball gear.

If that didn't piss us off enough, crancher needed to split one of the groups so we could have two teams. So 'coincidentally' she picked group 1, which was made up of the people who wanted to play oz tag, to split and go into a different team.

We were all angry to the point that we wanted to go BAMMM into crancher's face. LITERALLY!

Softball was gay. But the only part that wasn't gay was the part where we WHIPPED group 2's ass. SUCK IT!

On the bright side I went swimming with Priscilla today and we swam 800m in 40 mins. Yea to you guys it might be slow but to us it was an achievement. Our goal was actually to do 1km but we didn't have time. Oh wells, there's always next time. OH BTW! I have speedo goggles at the swimming centre. I FINALLY get to start using that $200 voucher that you guys got me. Hehe!

LOVE YOU GUYS!

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