for my own sanity, i've gotta close the door
Alright, I couldn't stay away from livejournal forever, so I hope no one has given up on me. While last week was horrible (pretty much everything went wrong..), today was pretty good for a Monday. At tennis today, I played fairly well and Sarah and I laughed just about the whole time. The weather was nice and cool in the shade, and we ended with queen of the court, quite possibly the best game ever. As soon as I got home, I changed shoes and went for a two mile run. There's some twisted pleasure in burning lungs and aching legs. Once I was finished with the run, I was in such a good mood and I felt so accomplished, even though it was only 2 miles. It was rather ironic though, because I was almost home, I just had one more hill to run up, and I was considering walking, because I didn't know if my lungs or my legs could handle it anymore. I was listening to a random mix on my iPod, and just as I was considering quitting, "Stayin' Alive" came on. I love coincidences. So of course I ran the rest of the way and picked up the pace a little bit.
Today in assembly, I cried. Not hard, just got teary eyed. It wasn't bad though. This week is faculty appreciation week, and all of the senior football players get up onstage and give their jersey to a teacher that has meant a lot to them and they talk about the teacher and everything. Well, I was doing fine, everything was sweet, but nothing too touching. Then Johnathan got up, and he's a nice guy anyways and he says "I know most of you had this lady as a teacher in lower school, and she's very happy and enthusiastic all of the time....and she supports me in all of my activities that I do. So I'd like to give my jersey to my mom." Well that was it. It was so sweet. Katie was sitting next to me and I looked at her and she was crying too. it was happy.
C
"if this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction."
-Twelfth Night
Today in assembly, I cried. Not hard, just got teary eyed. It wasn't bad though. This week is faculty appreciation week, and all of the senior football players get up onstage and give their jersey to a teacher that has meant a lot to them and they talk about the teacher and everything. Well, I was doing fine, everything was sweet, but nothing too touching. Then Johnathan got up, and he's a nice guy anyways and he says "I know most of you had this lady as a teacher in lower school, and she's very happy and enthusiastic all of the time....and she supports me in all of my activities that I do. So I'd like to give my jersey to my mom." Well that was it. It was so sweet. Katie was sitting next to me and I looked at her and she was crying too. it was happy.
C
"if this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction."
-Twelfth Night