Cheer practice this morning, during which my sister came over. Nothing much really, aside from getting pissed off once again. I don't usually get ticked so often but the constant provoking really wore my nerves down. One day I might just snap and I'm pretty sure no one'd like that.
After prac, my dad dropped me off at church for worship and it was okay - there were about 20 campers. During For All You've Done and Tell The World, I messed up! I was told, once again (this's the third time, I think), to "have more confidence". Really, how can I expect to?
Okay, let's all count down to the worst week ever aiight? 10 tests!
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