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Today we went to Double Shift Conditioning.. and we did a drums alive workout and a spin class. it was SO amazing but now i hurt. The spin class was wonderful… you would bike up a hill and then you’d race down a hill and then you would sprint on your bike and yeah.. alot of fun. The standing climb OWWW that really hurt.. took alot of effort and you felt it hurting in less then 20 seconds. lol. Our class REALLY needed that workout. The Drums alive was the best! you stood there behind an excersise ball, and you’d beat on it with drum sticks to a beat. Youd jump and youd do squats and lunges and beat a ball!… so much fun. i wish i could do it more often..
Sabrina

Last Post of Grade 8… thats kind of depressing actually. lol. (but just watch….. it’ll be 4 years and im still writing stupid stuff on here, like random stories and all that).. were suppost to write about what it was like in Grade 8, but personally, i dont remember much. there were ups and downs, fun and boring times… but it was great. well… sort of. the year sucked majorly at the begginning, and the middle, but now i dont mind going to school. I still hate it and think its a waste of my time, but theres worse things that i could be doing. I might actually miss this place when i leave. my best memories in grade 8 would be… the epic fail gym class… now that was funny… and our random conversations at the begginning of the school day. I honestly dont remember much… how sad is that?… grade 8 thats suppost to be the best year of elemantary and i can remember hardly any of it. lol. and i couldnt find my school journal for the longest time.. i missed writing in that. I re-read it… and im AMAZED at all the stupid stuff i wrote about myself… none of its true. ive changed alot over the last year… I think i have too many people to thank for that. Theres alot of work that needs to be done for the last few weeks of school. its crunch time, and i need to catch up badly. im not done the yellow booklet in math… so im doing that tonight. and OH! random memory… one day… me and Chris had an Ink fight.. and i tackled him in class…….. now denis calls me tackle. … it was so funny.. mr mac got REALLY mad.. but none of us stopped laughing for the longest time….lol. and tomorrow i got track and feild. im nervous…. I have to run 400 metres… and theres this HEAT thing in 100 metres.. i mean SINCE WHEN!… i hope i’ll make it through it.. but i dont know.. im scared. and we have that drums alive workout next week.. im really excited for that. Excersise.. YAY! ..and another memory…. skiing. Funny times. …. i went down the bunny hill and was freaking out cuz i was going really fast, and yet, i kept feeling like i was gonna wipe out, but i made sure i wasnt going too. or.. when we went to the university and we had to do that picture thing and we had to do “not dressed for the weather”.. lol. and all of the guys took there shirts off and the girls tied up there shirts and gosh that was so funny too. i purposely took FOREVER to take the pic. lol and thats kind of really all i remember… now that i think about it… i am going to miss this place. alot. <3
Sabrina.

I furiously cleaned up the mess my little one year old neice had made during the day.. while i ignored everything my mother had to say. I no longer cared, i voiced my opinion and all it did was infuriate her further. I was a snotty brat according to her, and the funny part about it all, she was making me look like the bad guy. I wasnt the one judging a situation i didnt have any part in, i wasnt the one who was trusted to be told something, and then freaked out. It was my fault that my friend was dating a seventeen year old, my fault that her mother didnt care, my fault my friend was now at a risk to get pregnant, it was all. my. fault. or at least, it was according to her.

“Good-bye Sarah” My mother said, as she opened up the door to leave. I didnt respond as I threw the movies into the cabinent one by one, and heard the door close. With a book in hand I strolled over to the door to see if she was there, and to throw a book at the door, but i was stupid. There she was standing in her Red and black shirt and trousers, still expecting me to respond.

“Wipe off the attitude missy!” She demanded in a stern voice.

“K” i murmured in reply.

“and u will damn well say goodbye to me-”

“Bye.” i interupted her, what a wrong move to make. She stormed up the stairs one by one, stomping angrily untill she reached the top. her hand swiped through the air to grab my t-shirt by the neck, but i backed up.

“COME HERE!” she screamed.

“NO!”

She opened up the babygate and walked over to me. tears formed in my eyes as she shouted in my face. I screamed back in hers the word no repeatedly, when i suddenly felt a stern hand slap across my face twice. I was shocked.. i didnt think shed actually do it. I started to cry, and screamed in her face. I threw the book i had in my hand at her face and bolted for the back door.

“SARAH MARIE GET UR BUTT BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!”.. i didnt answer. I ran down the steps and out the back gate, and with no shoes on, I raced down the back ally ignoring her crying calls for me to come back. No way on earth was i ever going back, Ever.

ITS GETTING HOT IN HERE!!! -dances- anyways… 30 day school days left.. WOOP WOOP CANT WAIT!!.. altho high schools scary.. ANYWAYS doesnt matter.. i start my job this summer.. MORE MONEY! WOOP WOOP! i cant wait for graduation.. its gonna be awesome. me and my friends are going to a hotel room.. fuuun. i cant wait. … schools gonna be over.. ima start a count down lol. and its SOOOO hot in this stupid school.. not that it is ANY better anywhere else tho. haha
anyways. so yup..
BYES.

So i dyed my hair.. it looks REALLY good i love it. and i got it cut so my bangs stay on one side… and today we had grad pictures… i looked really pretty for once. i loved them. it was really cool. and mawadda kept on going on and on about the graduation caps.. i laughed at her. and she looked so funny in it all….. and she had a HUGE smile on her face. haha. and im ditching school tomorrow.. going shopping for grad.. i CANT WAIT!!.. and my group of friends (ashley, mawadda, jolie, marissa, jessica, nd i) i call us the six chicks cuz theres six of us and were GORGEOUS chicks.. anyways.. lol… whenever someone ditches out of our group and mr mac goes “where are they?” we ALWAYS answer “shopping” lmao. and tomorrow i’ll actually be shopping.. so yeah. ^_^… and over the last little while we’ve bin hanging out too.. and have had A LOT of sleep overs…. and we go to the library alot.. and yeah. fun… lol. but were ALL going to different high schools.. but we’ve decided we all got to hang out still.. and alot. we’ll make plans every weekend… …
so yup..
Love yall!!!!! <3
Sabrina xoxo

UUUUUGH! Why are parents so controlling!? my mom and my sister want me to babysit so they can go to a NICKLEBACK concert.. that so happens to be one of MY fave bands!! well FIRST OF ALL i dont get to go.. and second of all.. WHY CANT THEY GO AND FIND SOMEONE ELSE SO I CAN GO AND HAVE FUN WITH MY FRIENDS!?!?!?…. its NOT. FAIR.
IM THE KID! there time of having fun is over. MINE SHOULD START!!!!.. i am ALWAYS babysitting. and then we have school.. and i start work in the summer.. i mean UGH!!!! i didnt even have time to have FUN with my child hood before i went to work. i went and started babysitting…. its NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!! -.- i wanted to go to the library one day with my friends.. but.. NOPE. gotta go home. -growls- ..
but.. i guess thats just what i think..
love yall xoxo
sabrina <3

REALLY!!! THATS A STUPID QUESTION!!! why did u have to open ur mouth? because where u are is hella better then here. Anyone who would go what u went through just so u had something to do.. is.. just.. MENTAL!!!!…and not everyone obsesses about there weight.. ONLY 75% of girls do.. thats not everybody… so HA!

Today in class we watched a video about weight, and anorexia and the way people imagine there body. did u know that 50% of men and 75% of women are unhappy with there image?… i didnt. i thought the women statistic would of bin WAY more… and the men way less. and they said how media was bad because they made the models look perfect… and toys look perfect making girls and boys think that is the ideal way to look. its really not ALL the media’s fault.. its also the peoples fault who always make other ppl feel bad to make themselves feel better. Like, calling another girl fat.. that really hurts a person!!! but most people dont understand that.. or when guys… teenage guys that are shallow and start making fun of some of the girls… that hurts alot, more then they think. Tyler said he thought it was stupid, that ppl shouldnt let those comments bother them.. but thats hard. People just dont get it… getting called fat can really ruin a person… when someone gets called fat.. day by day… every minute… they start to believe it. and it takes ALOT to make them disbelieve it.. telling them there pretty.. and not fat… doesnt help. even when u say “Ur really not THAT fat”… that means your fat… a nice way of saying that ur not as fat as u think.. but ur not exactly skinny either… and saying that u look “fine”… sometimes fine just isnt good enough. its not fair.. some people are naturally skinny.. naturally beautiful… and some people arnt. I get how people with anorexia nervosa can still picture themselves fat… even when there not. I get how they feel… how scared they are… and the feeling that ur never pretty enough. That u can always be thinner… always be prettier… i get it… and it sucks. I just wish people worried more of what they sell to kids… and what they put on magazines… and especially what they say to people…

but thats just my p.o.v i guess.

Xoxo. love yall
sabrina <3

NO. ITS NOT THE CHAT WITH COOP. -pokes- shushy. and i miss u too, loads. it sucks here… and glad ur having so much fun with zach. and dont bother… im pretty much done my room… now we just have to clean house and get the furniture out of my room and the house. so yeaaaaah… and dont feel bad.. idc. -shrugs-

Instant Messenger:
Aphrodite: “ATHENA! ATHENA! He says he’s in love with me!”
Athena: “Who?”
Aphrodite: “Destry!”
Athena: “Oh… thats… great!”
Aphrodite: “yeah, but i’ll hurt him…-
Athena quits reading. Unable to bear anymore of Aphrodites gushing, she steps away from the dell laptop and falls to her knees clutching them to her chest. She sobs.
“I HATE YOU APHRODITE! he said he loved ME! hes suppost to love ME! not YOU! ME!” She screams at the computer. Crying harder, taking in little gasps inbetween every shriek, she gets back up to the laptop to find a message that reads:
Aphrodite: “Omg im crying. idk what to do!”
Athena: “Well that makes two of us… -sighs- and idk how to help. -hugs comfortingly-”
Aphrodite: “Well your usually the one with the answers!”
Aphrodite: “WAIT! what do u mean your crying? whats wrong babes?”
Athena: “Nothing. doesnt matter.”
Aphrodite: “LIES! now tell me. Im here for you.”
Athena: “its nothing. please just drop it.”
Aphrodite: “Fiiiine. but, im here if you need to- OMG you should hear what he said!
Athena has logged off.
Wanting to just crawl in a hole and die, she goes and collapses on her bed. heart broken, feelings crushed, she grips the bed sheets and screams. She feels like her chest has bin ripped open to bleed, with no chance of it healing. That pain is the worste feeling imaginable, and has now learnt what marilyn monroe was talking about when she said “a wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe, and leaves before she is left”. You love, you get hurt. You believe, you get lied to.
He couldnt of loved her. Not truly, and what they had, is now over. Getting Aphrodite and Destry together was all that mattered. There happieness, so much more important than Athena’s, was all that athena could ask for. Her suffering was fine, shed accept if gladly, as long as they both had eachother. Athena wouldnt be able to bare to see them at all, not without crying her eyes out, but that was the beauty of a computer screen. U can type what u want, while thinking and feeling something totally different. They’d never know how they both succeeded in making her think, that the one thing she always thought that was worth the pain, no longer exists to her.