There's too much of a gap between my entries. I've got to get these things going again since there is so much going on to just skip over. 10th grade is passing better than expected. I've got a great group of friends like always and I must say I'm doing alright with my grades. I'm planning on RV diving a try this year to see what it's like. Not that it's going to be a big commitment or anything but I feel like I need to get involved with the school more and plus, the team needs divers. Despite the fact that I haven't dove before and have little experience, I believe I can do well and it's something that has always interested me. It makes it even better that Danillele and Katy swim. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have even thought of diving. Well, I'll just see what happens with that.
On another note, Shakespeare gives me a headache at 8:30 in the morning. Just a random thought but you know, that "English" is like another language. It's weird. I know the words they say yet they don't go together. It's almost like me saying a sentence, "Book tree airplane has water pray thee goist." Basically, it's words put together to mean something. If you can't tell, wordy words are the only things I despise about English. Other than that, it's my favorite subject.
Braces coming off next week! It will be weird without them I'm sure but at this point, I'm ready. I'm ready for them to go. I want my teeth back. I've forgotten what my teeth look like for crying out loud. For all I know, Dr. K is gonna take em off and there won't be any teeth left in my mouth. All those darn opporations done in my mouth, I almost feel bad for my teeth. No wonder they turn yellow. I'd turn yellow too if I went through surgery like that. (Actually I'm just kidding. My teeth aren't yellow and never will be.)
I've got my FIRST gymnastics meet this weekend. I'm a bit nervous too mainly because I'm afraid of error. Complete embaressment fall-on-my-face error. I hope that will never happen. *winch* Ahhhh that would be bad.
That Saturday night is the school play, Death of A Salesman. I plan on going with "the group" and that reminds me I've got to buy tickets yet. That will be fun. Can't wait even though I didn't like the book when we read it last year in Honors English. It brings back memories of my sheep pajamas. Thanks for that Kara. I'll never live it down...:)
Gymnastics then keyclub meeting tomorrow, diving practice wednesday and good shows on TV, gymnastics thursday, gymnastics friday. <---- My week at a glance
Oh and one more thing. I never realized how much I rely on the trampoline in our backyard. Ahh you know how hard it is going a day without an occasional back flip or twist? It's all the rain that fills up underneath it so I can't bounce. It annoys the heck outta me.
(I can't end on a negaitive note so I'll say now that life couldn't be better. Why spend time being angry when you can spend time being joyful? Something good to remember;)
Oh and if you're a non-English speaker:
Por qué gastar el tiempo siendo enojados cuando usted puede gastar el tiempo siendo alegre?
Sorry I couldn't resist! It's just so true and maybe it could solve a lot of problems...
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