This last week has been very stressful. I hate having to wake up early and get ready, then drive all the way to class. This process everyday is slowly warring on my nerves. But at least we are now one week closer to finishing this year.
On Saturday I played WOW. I could have gone hunting with my dad but I decided that I had not practice enough with my bow to feel comfortable shooting at an animal. My dad and I have always said it is better to miss than wound and not kill what you are shooting at, so I decided not to take the chance. It turned out to be a good thing that I didn't go because they didn't even see a deer.
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my Dad took me hunting once, and i screamed when i saw a deer, so no one could shoot it. my Dad never took me again.
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