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it's not like I'm superstitious or anything, but today was a pretty bad day.
nothing really terrible happened, it was just a bad day. but who knows... it could get better.
so I guess I decided to atleast take a little break from gymnastics... for a while. when I come back from New York, I'll decide whether or not I want to keep doing it. I will most likely miss it a lot when I'm gone, so that will uh... rekindle my love for it. I'm lame. but if I'm only going to be there for like. two out of the eight weeks for the summer session. and it's not worth my mom paying for it, if I'm not sure I want to keep doing it. so monday, I'm going to talk to my coaches and stuff. thursday is my last day. possibly forever. that makes me so sad. I'll probably go to my old gym while I'm out there... just so I don't lose all my mad skills. and it's like the only thing I've been thinking about all week. and I've been going from "ohmygod, I am making the biggest mistake of my life!" to "well, maybe I won't miss it too much. it's a huge-normous commitment... and not just on my part." to "okay I'm going to stop thinking about it until I get back." and now I'm back to "ohmygod, I'm making a huge mistake." so. I guess since I'm so undecided, a break in the very least would be a good thing for me. I'm going to miss it, though.
anyways. I'm really excited to go to New York. I'm leaving June 6th, and I think the flight leaves around 9am-ish. I don't know when I'm returning. we didn't buy tickets back yet. but I guess it's a direct flight to Buffalo, New York. my aunt, who lives in Rochester, is picking us up from the airport, my grandpa is picking us from my aunt's house, and taking us to Oneida. I'm so effing excited.
my brother's home now. but he's leaving to go to Wisconsin to work at a summercamp in a couple weeks. he won't be back until august 15th. yeah.
I'm gonna go watch a movie now.
nothing really terrible happened, it was just a bad day. but who knows... it could get better.
so I guess I decided to atleast take a little break from gymnastics... for a while. when I come back from New York, I'll decide whether or not I want to keep doing it. I will most likely miss it a lot when I'm gone, so that will uh... rekindle my love for it. I'm lame. but if I'm only going to be there for like. two out of the eight weeks for the summer session. and it's not worth my mom paying for it, if I'm not sure I want to keep doing it. so monday, I'm going to talk to my coaches and stuff. thursday is my last day. possibly forever. that makes me so sad. I'll probably go to my old gym while I'm out there... just so I don't lose all my mad skills. and it's like the only thing I've been thinking about all week. and I've been going from "ohmygod, I am making the biggest mistake of my life!" to "well, maybe I won't miss it too much. it's a huge-normous commitment... and not just on my part." to "okay I'm going to stop thinking about it until I get back." and now I'm back to "ohmygod, I'm making a huge mistake." so. I guess since I'm so undecided, a break in the very least would be a good thing for me. I'm going to miss it, though.
anyways. I'm really excited to go to New York. I'm leaving June 6th, and I think the flight leaves around 9am-ish. I don't know when I'm returning. we didn't buy tickets back yet. but I guess it's a direct flight to Buffalo, New York. my aunt, who lives in Rochester, is picking us up from the airport, my grandpa is picking us from my aunt's house, and taking us to Oneida. I'm so effing excited.
my brother's home now. but he's leaving to go to Wisconsin to work at a summercamp in a couple weeks. he won't be back until august 15th. yeah.
I'm gonna go watch a movie now.