Getting really freaked out because it's the middle of the night, I'm the only person awake here, and something is hitting the window next to my bed.... >.>
I think it's a suicidal bat, but I can't be entirely sure...
I want it to be summer, for gods' sake. Then I can start my writing, and my official reading list, and my blog, and I can go back to TTS and The Spot, and...everything. D: I dun wanna wait another week. v.v
Altogether, I think this weekend was the most awful weekend I've ever lived through.
1. At the debate tournament, the only round we ended up winning was the round I was sure we had lost.
2. Do you realize how bad ou have to be at debate to loose every round except for one?
3. I got 10th place speaker. Which basically says, your speaker points landed you in the top ten, so you must really suck at the rest of debating.
4. Mr. Douchy ended up not being there. Which was actually more awkward than I had thought, because his friends all kept looking at me like "huh, you're the girl my best friend is NOT in love with anymore..."
5. My debate partner was very upset when seeing our record, and I'm worried that she might ask for a different partner next year.
6. Which I, frankly, don't get because out of the two of us, only one of us stood on the stage to accept an award. Yeah, that was me.
7. But if I didn't have her as a partner, I'd have to partner up with someone who sucked. I mean, we were supposedly the second best debaters in the class that they were matching together
8. My friend went 2-5 and felt the need to rub it in my face that she won 1 more round than I did.
9. All of my senior friends are graduating, and their last impression of me was when I was sitting in the bathroom crying.
10. I- I don't get it. Everyone after every round walks up and tells me how good I am. How could I suck at this?
Oh... I'm going to take this opportunity to answer the OP. What am I doing right now? I'm wallowing in m own self-pity.