Gym Day
Slept for one hour before Gym Day, maybe wasn't the best idea, but sure as hell was fun. I was on a no-sleep high until about the middle of the homily...and then my body just crashed. I couldn't stop yawning, and I could barely keep my eyes open. The priest's speech didn't help with that either. Oh well.
Gym Day was...eh. I felt like our cheering was so bad and our hand motions weren't together at all. I was getting ticked off at the sophomores for that cheer they kept doing when they were just supposed to scream and at the other grades for screaming when they were supposed to wait their turn. The student relay game things were super funny though, so yay. I was worried about the song for the seniors, but that actually went pretty well.
We tied spirit with the sophs (what the heck?!?! seniors were so much better than us, and everyone was better than the sophs) and won student games and best mascot (yay Ashley!! well deserved).
This is the biggest wtf moment:
The freshmen won Spirit Day. I've never seen the entire grade be so shocked and pissed before. I still just...GAH. I don't get it. To put it in the words of a friend: "So next year, we're just not going to jump at all, and we'll throw water bottles at all the other grades, and then we'll be SURE to win. Because, apparently, water bottles are golden." I wanted to win, but losing to the seniors wouldn't have been too bad. But the freshmen after what they did? Impossible.
So then I went home and decided to take a nap at 2:30PM. PM, mind. Definitely didn't wake up until 8:30 the next morning. That's 18 hours. Oops.
Gym Day was...eh. I felt like our cheering was so bad and our hand motions weren't together at all. I was getting ticked off at the sophomores for that cheer they kept doing when they were just supposed to scream and at the other grades for screaming when they were supposed to wait their turn. The student relay game things were super funny though, so yay. I was worried about the song for the seniors, but that actually went pretty well.
We tied spirit with the sophs (what the heck?!?! seniors were so much better than us, and everyone was better than the sophs) and won student games and best mascot (yay Ashley!! well deserved).
This is the biggest wtf moment:
The freshmen won Spirit Day. I've never seen the entire grade be so shocked and pissed before. I still just...GAH. I don't get it. To put it in the words of a friend: "So next year, we're just not going to jump at all, and we'll throw water bottles at all the other grades, and then we'll be SURE to win. Because, apparently, water bottles are golden." I wanted to win, but losing to the seniors wouldn't have been too bad. But the freshmen after what they did? Impossible.
So then I went home and decided to take a nap at 2:30PM. PM, mind. Definitely didn't wake up until 8:30 the next morning. That's 18 hours. Oops.