ugh. [cabbage]ty day, grade eleven kid tried to beat me up cause I wouldn't let him get away with cheating during a 9th grade vs 11th grade game of capture the flag. the dumb [wagon] ran all the way around the school with two of the flags (6 flag game, 3 on each side). he kept trying to tackle me while I was walking back to my side, but he failed hardcore, then he tried to hit me with a hockeystick, and missed, then he tried to punch me in the face, and missed again. I've been in an absolutely dreadful mood lately, [cabbage]ty stuff happening with my girlfriend, and I'm not too sure what the hell is going on between us. it's [bleep]ing confusing. I hate women. I've been in a really pissed off mood lately, and haven't had much motivation to do anything, but it's nice to do things cause it calms me down, yesterday I completely cleaned the room at my dads house, vacuumed, dusted, moved all the furniture out of the room, and re arranged everything. It took me three hours, but now I don't have to be grossed out when I'm walking in the room. (hadn't cleaned it basically since we moved in, and the cats were pretty much living in there for two or three months, and there were tons of cobwebs, and tons of spiders. I have to rake today, according to my mom if I don't the grass will be dead when it starts to grow. urgh. ):