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I'm lacking all motivation right now.  I tried to work on the portrait I've been drawing, but I got to frustrated to continue.  I was hoping I'd be able to go help a past teacher do some science demos, but my dad doesn't want me to miss school.  And finally, I did so well pole-vaulting at my Tuesday track meet that Coach decide to move me to a different pole, and, apparently, I'm like my brother when it come to using a new pole, it doesn't look good.  Really I think I was just getting to worried about my plant and that's why I was doing horrible at practice, but it's enough to scare me for tomorrow.  I hope I do well.
All these things aren't helping the motivation.  The only thing I'm kind of looking forward to is that I might see a different past teacher at the meet tomorrow. I hope.

To answer the question about the injuries: I do have a pretty visible scar on my mid-thigh.  It's just looks like a cut.  One of my cats, Dakota, tried to jump in my lap while I was sitting in a awkward position and she fell. Her claws left a few bloody lines on my leg.

I kind of feel like leaving this post at that.  It's short, but oh well.

Have an awesome week
Kate