Self-Reliant Insanity

My name is Angela Lopez-Villarreal and I lost my fourth round. I feel kind of pathetic about it, because it was a really easy case, and I could’ve done better.

Today, I had three pretty successful rounds, well, maybe two. First round was a real toss-up, because I was negative, and the affirmative was twisting my 1NR like, ridiculously. I was kind of displeased with this development, but hopefully, my judge realizes how awesome my case was.

Round two and three were kind of great. Great is pronounced with an 8, because it is gr8. I really don’t know why I started doing that, because it was kind of random, but cool. Hahaha.

Oh, yeah. Rounds. Two was kind of gr8. Third was the best, though. I think. Hopefully. Jesus Christ, I lost round three, I don’t know what I would do.

On the subject of team bondingdddddddddd oh. There went my D key. There was something on the key, what the hell.

I was talking about rounds, right? Round four was a piece of shit that will never be mentioned again as long as I live unless I’m dying and I need someone to talk to, and yeeeeeeeah that’s probably the only day/reason people will hear about the failure that is round four.

Now, can I move on to team bonding?

Yes?

Okay.

Team bonding. I don’t really participate in any of those events, because I find them to be kind of awkward. For me, at least. I mean, they sound fun in theory, but I think twelve hours of seeing the kids in debate/speech mode is enough for me. Don’t get me wrong, the team is gr8, but I’m always tired after tournaments, so no bonding for me.

Plus, they’re not even that gr8, I think.

I wouldn’t know, hahahaha. I don’t go to them. Silly me.

Um. What else to say? Today’s been kind of long, and super time-consuming. I’m tired. I just want to go home and curl up in a pile of blankets, tucked away safely in a corner with my MacBook, and Tumblr, and hot chocolate. I don’t think that’s a good combination though. Might as well do my homework. APUSH first, because I don’t like AP Bio, and I can do that tomorrow.

This was originally my negative case for debate, which I will have to revise on Sunday, so I can send to McCoy for revisions, and for utter preparation for Debate #3. If I don’t get 4-0 either today, or wahzoo three, I will be forced to go to Redwood. Redwood is dumb. I don’t like the tournament. It puts all the desperate debate people together, and expects them to kill each other for a bid to state qualifiers. That’s not even the worst part.

State quals is absolutely worse. Unlike speech state quals, there is no orderly fashion, or fun times to be had. State quals for debate is like...going to hell early, and before you are dead.

Yeaaaaaaaah, no thank you. That’s why I need the 4-0, and the win in general. I don’t want to go to Redwood. It was hell last year. Six rounds.

I can’t believe this is actually going on my blog. That’s kind of dumb, and the opposite of gr8.

My throat hurts. I want some water, but the snack bar is expensive, and I don’t want to walk there, and spend my money on cheap, grimy-tasting water. Ew. It’s 5:04 PM right now. Hopefully, awards come up soon, and I get to go home. I just want to go home.

But I already elaborated on that a couple of paragraphs ago.

This is stupid.