Sorry it has been a while since i have posted on here but i have been busy with school finishing, and i went to the beach and the lake. i dont really know who im saying sorry to but i guess im just talking to myself.. whatever. Anyways i ran for president of the middle school SCA and guess what I GOT IT!! I am so excited for next year. i will be the president of the SCA and i will be an eighth grader (scary i know) i am so nervous im going to screw something up, or even worse stutter in front of everyone when im giving a speech... thats my absolute worst fear messing up a speech in front of a lot of people.. and being the president i have to give a few speeches and being an eighth grader i have forum and that (for anyone who doesnt know) is a big research paper and a huge speech. i cant believe im an eighth grader already, last time i checked i was a fifth grader visiting carlisle. now im a freaking eighth graderrr. im kind of scared for high school even though its a year away. OH! i forgot to tell you, i am still playing field hockey and the other day i was at this "open practice" thing and im JV as you know, and the VARSITY coach came up to me and said (and i quote) "I have been watching you play during this practice and i think, if its possible for you, that you should come to some of the varsity practices this year." AHHHHH!!! IM SO EXCITED!! that is like the biggest compliment EVER! I couldn't stop smiling for like two seconds :) well thats it for tonight.. good nightt(:
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So Called Amazing
Friday, June 24, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
One month 'till its over
if you read the title of this entry some may think that its about a relationship.. well you thought wrong. its actually about school. today is the 2nd of may. my best friends birthday(: but anyways.. school will be over in 25 days counting today. which means exams start next friday. thats the only thing im not looking forward to. i hate exams because i cant stay focused long enough to take the test. plus, the two hardest exams are the last two days.. im not excited about that either. i am really nervous about next year because.. well it is eighth grade which means forum.. ugh forum is so stupid to me. if we could totally skip over that, that would just be wonderful.. but sadly we cant. but anyways lets look at the bright side of all of this, eighth grade means seniority over the middle school which means, we leave early for lunch, we get to sit outside, and well we are just eighth graders. i am going to cry so hard at graduation. because my cousin is going into high school, and some of my friends are leaving... oh lord, im going to start crying now if i dont shut up about it. i ammm sooooooo excited forrr summerrr <3
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Tuesday, April 26, 2011
flip flops+shorts+tans= SUMMER
so as of today we have roughly a month left of school!! and only 3 weeks until exams. but exams mean the middle school dance. that is like the best thing EVER. i am sooo excited for this summer. its going to be AMAZING. although, summer means not seeing the seventh grade guys.. which could be a good and a bad thing. the good side of it is that i dont have to deal with the rude side of them, but the bad thing is that i will actually ( i cant believe im saying this but) miss them. even though they are annoying, rude, snobby (sometimes) and other things. they CAN be sweet, funny, and well just fun to be around. they have their good and bad days. but im sooo excited to be wearing my bathing suit almost every day and being able to not care what i look like, stay up till 2 and sleep till 1 haha(: lets just say im excited. maybe a little too excited. anyways, i am not excited about what i have to go through to GET to summer. (exams, one more month of school, etc.) Summer needs to HURRY UP!
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Sunday, April 17, 2011
Time to sit back, & relax
as of last night dance is over.. i guess its a good and bad thing. i LOVE dancing but its nice to just do nothing everyday of the week. the last month and a half of school all i will have is volleyball(: which is a good thing. the bad thing is the fear of me getting bored :D but the free time means that any new movies that come out i can go see them without having to worry about going to dance every night of the week. now all i have to worry about is volleyball and studying for exams.. oh gosh exams. i hate exams, i hate sitting down at a test for that long.. it just gets boring and i hate being bored. i love just being able to ramble about whatever i want on this page.. not having to worry about anyone critiquing what i put in a post.. so thank you to whoever made this site because its like freedom on a webpage(: although im sorry to whoever has to read this because it is very boring.. so im sorry
well thats enough for today (even though its not very much)
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well thats enough for today (even though its not very much)
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Monday, March 28, 2011
Fantasies(:
Do you know how in the movies the girl would be walking down the hall, and the guy she likes would be walking from the opposite direction and their eyes would meet and then they would get closer then kiss.. well i hoped i would have one of those moments.. but sadly no. i was walking down the hall and the guy i sorta like walked by me and i was thinking in my head "Pulleeeeeassse do something" well that didn't happen sadly enough. but he did say hi..at least. that counts right?
another random entry by me
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another random entry by me
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Wednesday, March 16, 2011
We all have stories...
there is a song by "He is We" and in that song there is a line that says "we all have a story to tell". but i dont feel i have a good enough story to tell. mine is pretty boring. i would love to have a story like yeah i went to australia last week. but stories arent about where you have been or how expensive something is that you bought. i have realized that your story could just be about something that makes you happy. like going somewhere that you used to go to all the time and you have great memories. or just telling a story that makes people around you happy.. thats all that matters. after i realized that point i started thinking.. what would my story be. if i dont really have any traveling stories.. what would i say my story is. it could be about us at my grandmothers house.. playing hide and seek in the woods. and how we grew up on doing that. or how we used to sneak around the kitchen getting fudge and suckers and sneaking those outside.. those may seem boring but those were some of the best memories. or my story could be how i always wanted to play an instrument and never kept going with one.. i always quit.. but that would be too depressing to tell all the time :)
I guess you can have more than one story
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I guess you can have more than one story
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Nothing But Memories...
tonight at dinner me katy and dad were talking about old memories from my grandmothers old house. our old fall "festivals" were the best. we used to go out there after church every sunday and eat lunch with everyone, then we would change and the kids would go outside while the parents were inside talking about the service and what their own take on it was. but we (we being all the kids) would go outside and play hide and seek, or kickball.. or something of that sort. we used to have so much fun playing outside. and barely any parents were outside because it was either A. Too hot. or B. Too cold. we didnt care about the weather. it could be POURING down rain and we would be out there playing in it for all we care. we played in the dark.. we would play flashlight tag :) yes, we did trip over stuff but what was a grass stain to us.. we didnt have to wash our clothes.. that wasnt our problem. i remember when we would sit under these trees in the front yard of her house. the patch of trees looked like a crescent with an opening in the middle. (random fact) but anyways we used to dig little holes in the ground and try to "train" caterpillars. it sounds really stupid but sure enough we did. in the front of her house there was a ditch type thing..in the fall we used to carry leaves that my grandaddy used to rake from their yard, and put them in the ditch and then run down the hill and jump in the leaf pile.. we got SOOO itchy but it was fun like everything else.
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