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This week, I am going to be working on Friday, Saturday, and SUnday. I am going to be working on mother's day. My mom doesn't have to though. Since I can't do anything in the afternoon, my mom and I decided to go to the mall after I get off work. Usually if she is working, she would be really tired, but since she's not, it would be perfect. I can get her something nice for mother's day, buy myself something. My dad was asking me what my mom would like to recive for mother's day. I think he was either thinking about my brother giving it to her or himself. Either way, it was a nice gesture.

Today after school, my dad dropped me off at work. It was my last day training. Starting tomorrow, I am going to have to work by my self. I hope I can do it.

In spanish, we watched a movie called Goal. It was about soccer. It was about a mexican guy who is really good at soccer, he is discovered by an English man. He gets to go the London and try out for the team there. He had some troubles with the teams and some rough times, but he made it. I don't think I was watching the movie much though. I was too busy worring about my ipod. I broke it. The chargina part broke. It can still play music, but it wont charge. If it wont or cant charge, I can't play it much. If I can't play it much, then I will be one bored ass person in classes. I love music, I don't think I can go a few hours of school without music.

In History, we have this huge project thing we are doing. It is this research paper. There are steps to it. If you don't complete everything else that was due of the project, you can't turn in the final paper. Ms. Casper isn't going to accept it. She has specific ways to do everything, too. You have to do it her way, or you don't get a good grade. I guess it's a good thing, in a way, because she is preparing us for 11th and 12th grade in high school, then in college. The whole thing is due next month. Today, our topic description was due. I am writing about India and Pakistan, nuclear weapon competition. For this project, I am going to try my best to get all my work done on time and turn in everything on time.

when i was little, my family had always wanted me to become a doctor or something. i guess i did wanna be a doctor back then too. but then in 8th grade, i really wanted to be a psychiatrist (sp?). my family was pretty happy with it too. but now, i really dont know anymore. i mean, whats my motivation? whats the point? i do wanna help people out but how can i help others with their problems when i cant even fix my own problems?