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friday was my dad's birthday, so i came home from school and created a wonderful cake. my mom really wanted me to make a heart shaped one. so i did.
that night, i went to the intergenerational dinner. lily and i sat down with dorothy, she didn't have some bottom teeth and had the same birthday as me and didn't really seem to want to talk much. but she was nice and i think just liked having people around her. she hugged me when i left. the entertainment part of the night sucked. too much music that went on too long. josh taylor and his band played five or six songs. and...ugh. it wasn't horrible, but it was after eight-thrity when they finished and i just wasn't wanting to be at school. and adam took pictures!
after the dinner, i went to ethan's house because ethan and his family were in california. i really like hanging out with a bunch of people like that and not having a big party, cause i never have fun when i am at big parties. it's just...more relaxed or whatever. there was an amount of being caught in lies but i missed most of it because i was playing a fierce game of beer pong. everyone made fun of how i threw, but they shut up when i kicked their asses. sheish. anyway, it was a good time, aside for the drama and people getting in trouble, which i didn't know about anyway really. vermont and bucknell won and that was awesome. i slept there and left while we were watching anchorman to go to the nhs meeting at husky bean that i almost forgot about. and i was hungover, so it wasn't much fun. the meeting was fine, i feel like mr bochicchio doesn't really like me, but he doesn't really know me and i don't know. i don't really like thinking about it, so i try not to.
after the meeting, i went to the church and rearranged the kitchen. i started to feel kind of sick, so i left after a couple hours. it was a really nice day and i did homework on our old couch that is now in the greenhouse, which is really awesome, i hope it stays there for a long time. i napped and my parents went out to dinner and we still hadn't eaten the cake. and i hung out with clare and watched basketball.
sunday, i went to church. i love the churchies. they are so fun. i'm going to miss them a lot. i worked most of sunday, went to the library (in my mom's car!) and then to leigh's after a previous failed visit. i ate chicken parmesan. adam, leigh, and i went to dairy queen. rob told me he didn't like me! it made me sad. i will have to attempt to regain his like. i left, came home, worked, slept.
i keep thinking about how to tell the difference between people who are actually smart and people who just work hard. do i just work hard? smart people still have to work hard. i feel like people who excel at school must be smart, they can't just work hard, and balance everything else they do. lucasz is smart, but it gpa isn't even a two because he's a lazy bastard. but he knows way more about biology than i do. he does better than me and studies less. you can work hard and have a shitty work ethic and do poorly.
monday, was okay and then really shitty and then okay. i hate bio. i everything is pointless. this debate sucks. it's just a way for mrs sherman to give us a big grade without doing any work. is mrs sherman smart? i'm not learning anything, but i really don't try. track started. it was...interesting. we did a ton of crazy drills, then a shitload of abs. then, we ran for twenty minutes. everyone needs to shut up and listen to michelle and the coaches. when you are running with thirty people, there is no need to push the pace. if you are a freshman, you should not push yourself to the top of the pack because you want to show off. everyone is going the same pace, it doesn't matter if you are in the back or the front. don't boss people around because you think it will make you captain. don't go for runs after practice because you are cocky and think you should. and, stop worrying about who will be captain and just have fun. if you aren't there to have fun, leave. if you are going to complain about the coaching, shut up. mr guerra isn't going to come back. he has nothing to do with this, so don't talk to him about it, he wants to distance himself from track because that is what is best for people getting used to lynne. the fact that you have been running in high school does not mean you know everything about what you should and should not do. the coaches have you do something for a reason. don't half ass things on the first day. don't undermine the authority of people who have more authority than you.
...that pretty much sums that up.
today, i talked to jill for a little while. it was fine. i went to practice, it was alright. it's good that i'm at a place where the easy workouts are still a workout for me. or something. i feel like i get something out of the things we do, which is good. i'm sure that the people who are in better shape or whatever aren't getting as much. we haven't gone on any hard runs really. i am sore from all the crazy things we did yesterday, mostly in my butt. it's basically a solid mass of lactic acid. or that's what it feels like. i know i will still be sore tomorrow...sigh. oh well. i'm realizing how much i really like track and running. our first meet is april 7th, i hope i don't run sloooowly. all the times for states went down this year a lot, the mile is five-thirty, but the eight hundred is the same as it has been since i was a freshman (the year before that it was two seconds slower, which isn't much).
tomorrow, i am going to the library with katherin, hopefully. wednesdays aren't the coolest days, but what can you do.
that night, i went to the intergenerational dinner. lily and i sat down with dorothy, she didn't have some bottom teeth and had the same birthday as me and didn't really seem to want to talk much. but she was nice and i think just liked having people around her. she hugged me when i left. the entertainment part of the night sucked. too much music that went on too long. josh taylor and his band played five or six songs. and...ugh. it wasn't horrible, but it was after eight-thrity when they finished and i just wasn't wanting to be at school. and adam took pictures!
after the dinner, i went to ethan's house because ethan and his family were in california. i really like hanging out with a bunch of people like that and not having a big party, cause i never have fun when i am at big parties. it's just...more relaxed or whatever. there was an amount of being caught in lies but i missed most of it because i was playing a fierce game of beer pong. everyone made fun of how i threw, but they shut up when i kicked their asses. sheish. anyway, it was a good time, aside for the drama and people getting in trouble, which i didn't know about anyway really. vermont and bucknell won and that was awesome. i slept there and left while we were watching anchorman to go to the nhs meeting at husky bean that i almost forgot about. and i was hungover, so it wasn't much fun. the meeting was fine, i feel like mr bochicchio doesn't really like me, but he doesn't really know me and i don't know. i don't really like thinking about it, so i try not to.
after the meeting, i went to the church and rearranged the kitchen. i started to feel kind of sick, so i left after a couple hours. it was a really nice day and i did homework on our old couch that is now in the greenhouse, which is really awesome, i hope it stays there for a long time. i napped and my parents went out to dinner and we still hadn't eaten the cake. and i hung out with clare and watched basketball.
sunday, i went to church. i love the churchies. they are so fun. i'm going to miss them a lot. i worked most of sunday, went to the library (in my mom's car!) and then to leigh's after a previous failed visit. i ate chicken parmesan. adam, leigh, and i went to dairy queen. rob told me he didn't like me! it made me sad. i will have to attempt to regain his like. i left, came home, worked, slept.
i keep thinking about how to tell the difference between people who are actually smart and people who just work hard. do i just work hard? smart people still have to work hard. i feel like people who excel at school must be smart, they can't just work hard, and balance everything else they do. lucasz is smart, but it gpa isn't even a two because he's a lazy bastard. but he knows way more about biology than i do. he does better than me and studies less. you can work hard and have a shitty work ethic and do poorly.
monday, was okay and then really shitty and then okay. i hate bio. i everything is pointless. this debate sucks. it's just a way for mrs sherman to give us a big grade without doing any work. is mrs sherman smart? i'm not learning anything, but i really don't try. track started. it was...interesting. we did a ton of crazy drills, then a shitload of abs. then, we ran for twenty minutes. everyone needs to shut up and listen to michelle and the coaches. when you are running with thirty people, there is no need to push the pace. if you are a freshman, you should not push yourself to the top of the pack because you want to show off. everyone is going the same pace, it doesn't matter if you are in the back or the front. don't boss people around because you think it will make you captain. don't go for runs after practice because you are cocky and think you should. and, stop worrying about who will be captain and just have fun. if you aren't there to have fun, leave. if you are going to complain about the coaching, shut up. mr guerra isn't going to come back. he has nothing to do with this, so don't talk to him about it, he wants to distance himself from track because that is what is best for people getting used to lynne. the fact that you have been running in high school does not mean you know everything about what you should and should not do. the coaches have you do something for a reason. don't half ass things on the first day. don't undermine the authority of people who have more authority than you.
...that pretty much sums that up.
today, i talked to jill for a little while. it was fine. i went to practice, it was alright. it's good that i'm at a place where the easy workouts are still a workout for me. or something. i feel like i get something out of the things we do, which is good. i'm sure that the people who are in better shape or whatever aren't getting as much. we haven't gone on any hard runs really. i am sore from all the crazy things we did yesterday, mostly in my butt. it's basically a solid mass of lactic acid. or that's what it feels like. i know i will still be sore tomorrow...sigh. oh well. i'm realizing how much i really like track and running. our first meet is april 7th, i hope i don't run sloooowly. all the times for states went down this year a lot, the mile is five-thirty, but the eight hundred is the same as it has been since i was a freshman (the year before that it was two seconds slower, which isn't much).
tomorrow, i am going to the library with katherin, hopefully. wednesdays aren't the coolest days, but what can you do.