A few days ago I thought that my friend and I had our last middle school hockey game on Tuesday. As soon as I got to History I slammed my stuff down on my desk, ACCIDENTALLY rushing to tell him before attendance took place. My friend took out his phone and rushed to text his parents. This was the very last block of the day and the game was at 5 o’clock. So basicaly right after school so I was so jumpy for some apparent Reason the entire block of history. The bell rang and I dashed out the door to my after school program. Thinking to myself yay, I didn’t to go to karate class. Once I got there I saw shorts in my bag. So I called my dad only for him to tell me that I had to go to Karate Class. I asked why and found out in shame that My middle school game is actually on Tuesday! I live life in shame until my dad arrives to pick me up from after school.. BUt hey, I’ve faced way worse.