Hibble
Besides pulling a muscle in my calf and potentially losing my coveted 5th spot on the cross country team, it's been a good two days. One of the girls got good over the summer. What happened to me last year is happening to her where you suck your first year, then become really good your second year. Now I'm a captain, a senior, and a cripple. I'll still probably be a varsity runner so that's good, I just won't be top five anymore. For some reason, I think I'm okay with it since my Junior year was my year to shine and my senior year should be all about fun so who cares if I'm one of the best anymore, even if I still am a pretty amazing runner. Now, I just have to wait for my strained muscle to heal. Even if I have to work a thousand times harder than everyone else, I'm getting my times back.
The new coach thinks I'm stubborn because I was running with the injury yesterday and didn't want to walk.
Oh well.
Anywho another thrilling SAT Prep class at Sylvan tonight. Since my homework was done at 3:00 pm this afternoon there were many careless little errors. Today the other four kids in the class learned that we can not do our work by asking a lot of questions on the homework. Only about two of us, including me, actually were confused by the material. Basic arithmetic has kicked my butt. Then the teacher made me limp up to the board where I had to do out a problem that really didn't need any explanation, it was all because I noticed an exponent that no one else did. My lackluster mathematical abilities don't seem too abnormal in that class.
Went to the supermarket yesterday and wanted a simple box of cereal off of the top shelf, but there were only two left shoved to the back where I couldn't reach. A revered, in his little clergy-outfit, and some random guy were in the aisle. Standing there all I could here was them saying, "Jesus is watching" and "Satan is always watching you". Obviously I wasn't going to get any help so I grab another cereal box to knock over the one I want so I can reach it then limped as fast as I could out of the aisle while thinking, "Jesus would've wanted you to help the small child with the limp reach the cereal box."
Psh, makes me somewhat happen I'm not really religious. :]
Is it fall yet?
The new coach thinks I'm stubborn because I was running with the injury yesterday and didn't want to walk.
Oh well.
Anywho another thrilling SAT Prep class at Sylvan tonight. Since my homework was done at 3:00 pm this afternoon there were many careless little errors. Today the other four kids in the class learned that we can not do our work by asking a lot of questions on the homework. Only about two of us, including me, actually were confused by the material. Basic arithmetic has kicked my butt. Then the teacher made me limp up to the board where I had to do out a problem that really didn't need any explanation, it was all because I noticed an exponent that no one else did. My lackluster mathematical abilities don't seem too abnormal in that class.
Went to the supermarket yesterday and wanted a simple box of cereal off of the top shelf, but there were only two left shoved to the back where I couldn't reach. A revered, in his little clergy-outfit, and some random guy were in the aisle. Standing there all I could here was them saying, "Jesus is watching" and "Satan is always watching you". Obviously I wasn't going to get any help so I grab another cereal box to knock over the one I want so I can reach it then limped as fast as I could out of the aisle while thinking, "Jesus would've wanted you to help the small child with the limp reach the cereal box."
Psh, makes me somewhat happen I'm not really religious. :]
Is it fall yet?