Homecoming Nominations

Since I am on Student Council, I have to sit one day during lunch and take Homecoming naminations. There are some really interesting couples chosen, I won't name any though. But I realized that even though I like sitting up there and taking them, I miss the element of surprise.

When you know who's been chosen, it's not as fun to be surpirised when voting.

For example, just while I was working today, I was nominated 6 times, each wuth one of three differetn guys. I am really excited to know I was nominated, but also, now I know who nominated me and it loses that magic when you hear your name called to the office to say to you that you are on the court.

I think it's totally awrsome to be kind of all knowing for that 30 min time period, but it's knid of a downer to know EVERYTHING.

I want to be all knowing about everything except me, if that makes since.

En Pointe

I have started taking pointe this year and it seems so fun. I get to dance around in pink shoes doing turns and jumps and then there is ribbon tied up my leg. The thought is so beautiful and so are the shoes.

Well the name tells you everything, pointe, that's pretty much what it is. You toes are always pointed and when you go up on your toes, you are ON your toes. They don't tell you that one peice of vital information because they think they will scare you out of taking the class. In the toes of the shoe is a peice of concrete, and yes, that is what you stand on. You stand on your toes in the shoe on top of a piece of concrete. That sounds lovelt, doesn't it? NO. It's the worset kind of pain possible, and then you get blisters, which turn into rips. Then you find out the bottom of the shoe is wooden and curves, so your arches ache. It's not fun...

Well, it's not fun until you buy pads. Toe pads, that is. Mine are hot pink, with a nude slip on top. You can get them in any color imaginable. They are these cent. thick gel pads that wrap around your toes, then when you stand, it doesn't hurt, least not as bad. But, if you like me, you can sneak in an extra pad so you can't fell ANYTHING.

There really is no POINTE to this blog, other than it is my DAILY THOUGHT...

Glossophobia

No, it's not a disease, it's a phobia. I don't this phobia, but a lot of people show symptoms of it. If you have ever gotten butterflies in your stomach when you talk in front of large crowds, you have a symptom of this.

The phobia is of public speaking. Quite a few people are afraid of public speaking but are not to the extreme of being diagnosed.

Today I was to get up in front of the whole congregation and make an announcement. I had to write down exactly what I was going to say or I would forget an important detail. Then I started going around asking if anyone would read it for me. Unfortunately everybody said NO. I couldn't believe it, not one friend would help me out. So I had to face my fear and do it myself.

During the 3rd verse of our last hymn, I rose from my pew in the 4th row and proceeded to the pew in the first row. It was really a short walk, but it seemed like I was walking that never ending hallway in horror movies. Finally I made it to the pew where just as I sat down because I was shaking so hard, I hear my name.

My youth minister, Kurt had apparently already made it to the pulpit and made his announcement and was segwaying into me. I had had no time to prepare and I was shaking all over.

As I made my way up the 3 short steps I kept telling myself it would all be okay, if I messed up, no one would end up hating me or killing me. I could live though this, I WOULD live through this, it was just up to me to start.

I started to read off my script, and I knew I looked like a dork. I was in a childish dress, making an announcement about a clothing closet I was opening, asking for donations, and I was shaking like I was on one of those thigh belt vibrator things from the 50's. I started to talk and I knew I was doomed for failure.

I began talking so slow and soft, but then something came over me, I was talking somewhat normal and you could understand what I was saying. I don't know what happened, but I was suddenly calmed. You still hear a faint quiver in my voice if you listened for it, but nothing major.

Everyone has a way of overcoming their fears. It could be by directly do that thing, going to therapy, simply telling someone, or just avoiding it...kidding about that last one. But take the chance to change you life. Don't let those nasty fears keep you from doing something, go after it and fight them along the way.

Dignity

Would you rather fight with diginity or to surrender in shame?

I would like to fight with dignity, because then you have hope. You may not win, but you still have that small amount of hope. If you were to just surrender, you would be looked down upon. But if you were to LOSE, you would be acknowledged for giving your best.

Hope is what makes me continue. If something proves to be hard, I continue on as long as there is hope. That hope may be so small that only I can see it, but that is enough for motivation.

Small hope grows into something bigger because when you do succeed, you know you have traveled down a longer path than if you KNEW you would succeed from the start.

You gain more dignity if you grow more along the way. If you knew you would win, and then did, you would be shortly praised because you only did a small amount of work. But if you had to give it your all and do a lot of work to achieve something, you would be greatly praised for you had to sacrifice a lot along the way.

As long as there is a sliver of hope, there is dignity in whatever you chose to do.

My IB World

So for the IB diploma, I have to keeo a record of CAS hours I do, I wont explain what they are because that would take too long. Well anyways, I have been keeping a written copy of my hours and journaling about the. ThenI decided to make it neat by turning it into a blog.

So now I will do two blogs, one for my thoughts everyday and the other to record my work. Since I dont have computer access everyday, I will be writing it all down and then at the end of each week, typing it ALL out into a blog. So really it seems as though I am keeoing two journals for Ib, then there is this blog, so now it has turned into threee.

But wait...for Girl Scouts...yes, laugh all you want, I am in Girl Scouts, and I am working on my Gold Award. I have already had it approved and now I just have to put my project into action. Well, I have to also keep a journal for that. But the hours I do during that project also go towards IB. so in the end I will be keeping three journals for the same thing. Each one has to be written differently and each one has to be written in EVERYDAY.

Life has these little quirks, and I am not to keen on them. But I must finf away to carry my journals around with me everyday and keep the oragnized, up to date, and I cant have then cross referenced...

THIS IS GOING TO BE HARD!!

Addiction to Green

Everyone is saying they want more money. Or they say that if they had one wish they would wish for a million dollars. But if you think about that, I bet you can think of other things to wish for.

More would be a pretty cool thing to have, but you get a little, you still are always going to want more. You can never have enough. Sure, some people may NEED more money, but most people just WANT more money. There is no doubt about it.

I find myself thinking about what I would do with a thousand or 10 thousand dollars. But I am just fine with what I have. If I was to aqquire that money...in a legal way of corse...I would end up just wanting more, thus leading to "addiction to green" and in the end making me unhealthy in numerous ways.

Money can be considered the source of all evil, I won't go to that extreme of the matter. But it does pose problems in the world. I WOULD say money is almost ar coruptive as alcohol. I am not saying I am for socialism, but people need to learn some values in life to live by...

Bronchitis

Everyone seems to be getting sick around this time, and I, unfortunately, am one of them.

Just a few short days ago I came down with bronchitis. Before I go on to the story, let me tell you what I have to do because of this. I have to have 150 ounces liquid daily, 3 pills at every meal, cough syrup 3 times a day, 3 advil 2 times a day. I have lost my appetite completely and now have lost 7 pounds over 3 days. The past few weeks I have been on a healthy eating diet to become healthier because of dance. I thought I could lose a few pounds for Nutcracker. But all it really took was getting sick.

Well anyways, I have been coughing so much, I have to drink water from coughing, and now I have to go to the bathroom 3 times every class. I think I finally know what it feels like to drown...

Well yesterday I was feeling better, so I decided I would go to dance practice, and it is the first week of practice, so I should probably go. I do just fine through ballet, even bette in tap, but then I hit a bump in the road. I go to jazz, and we workout. That was not the best idea. I started coughing again, and with every turn I had to sneeze. Then today I end up coughing and sneezing worse than before.

Every single one of my friends is afraid to come around because I cough, and if I cough too much I get sick. This whole viral infection is horrible.

Then because of all the sneezing, my nose is raw. Because of all the coughing, my throat is raw. Then because of all that together, allergies affected my eyes and I cant wear contact because my eyes are too itchy. Well, I keep rubbing my eyes and now my right eyelid is dry and hurts. Then because I cough more now, I pulled a muscle in my right rib cage, worse pain EVER!!

A couple of centuries ago you hear people pass blankets covered in chicken pox, well I think next we should use bronchitis, it will definitely make the enemy suffer so much more before they die.

All I have to say during this whole experience, "Keep my friends close, and my enemies closer..." to make them sick too...ha ha ha!

Mission Statement

I went to a workshop earlier in the year and they had this worksheet that made a stereotypical mission statement about each person. I was reviewing over mine saying, "This is stupid, like I am ever going to use this!" But really, I started to look over and thought that this may actually be a good idea.

As I was reading over the key things in my life, I read them aloud "family, religion, wealth, friends, having fun." I wanted a cute and fun way of saying it, then I realized what I could do. The all start with F. Well, maybe not those exact words, but if I change some words they do.

Family, Faith, Fortune, Friends, Fun

That was the basis of what I run my life on. Now to add what these mean.

Nothing else other than these are needed.

Family, Faith, Fortune, Friends, Fun, Nothing else needed.

That was it, those few words summarize my life in the best way possible, I can't put it any other way.

This is my life, Those words are my life...Nothing else needed!

Laughter

Laughter is all around.

When one of my friends begins to laugh, then so do I, and then they laugh even HARDER...it so contagiuos. No matter where you are, you will always here a laugh. It is what makes life enjoyable.

When you have a bad day, you are told to laugh it off. Well in life, when you make mistakes, just laugh it off, there is really nothing else you can do.

When you laugh, you seem to forget everything else around you, and once you start, there is no stopping!

Sorry that the picture is sideways, I can't figure out how to fix it.

but the point is a true and happy laughter can't be caught in a picture. In this picture I was laughing so hard becuase the photographer wanted me to do some pretty crazy things...it was my uncle... and he would show me what to do, but watching him do made me laugh so hard, then he was laughing, then my mom, and before you know it, everybody was. We had set aside our differences and enjoyed those few moments together. Laughing unifies people in a way you could never know about if you never tried.

My Days Have Gotten Crazier

CRAZY DAYS

Earlier I laid out my schedule for you and explained how crazy life can be you if you don't take time to live life. Well no I am going to continue on this with my NEW and even CRAZIER schedule. Here we go...
Monday- Beta Club, 3 1/2 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Tuesday-Student Coucil, Spanish Club, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Wednesday- Good EXCEPT church and church dinner at noght
Thursday-CAS hours meeting, FCA, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Friday-CEC...save the homework for Saturday
Then NHS has to fit in there somewhere!!!!!!!!

Weeks are short and days are even shorter. I try to cram all of these fun things to do in one week, but that's not always possible, somethimes I have to miss a few meetings or practices along the way. And when I do, my sponser, coach, or teacher usually gets mad at me. But that comes with life. It is absolutly NECCESARY for me to do this if I want to succeed in life. You can't just go about life without doing stuff you plan and want to do.

I am not saying for you to give up the things you love doing, just plan around them to do thingd you love too. Make life yours and make you own schedule, not that of friends and family!!

My Days Have Gotten Crazier

CRAZY DAYS

Earlier I laid out my schedule for you and explained how crazy life can be you if you don't take time to live life. Well no I am going to continue on this with my NEW and even CRAZIER schedule. Here we go...
Monday- Beta Club, 3 1/2 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Tuesday-Student Coucil, Spanish Club, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Wednesday- Good EXCEPT church and church dinner at noght
Thursday-CAS hours meeting, FCA, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Friday-CEC...save the homework for Saturday
Then NHS has to fit in there somewhere!!!!!!!!

Weeks are short and days are even shorter. I try to cram all of these fun things to do in one week, but that's not always possible, somethimes I have to miss a few meetings or practices along the way. And when I do, my sponser, coach, or teacher usually gets mad at me. But that comes with life. It is absolutly NECCESARY for me to do this if I want to succeed in life. You can't just go about life without doing stuff you plan and want to do.

I am not saying for you to give up the things you love doing, just plan around them to do thingd you love too. Make life yours and make you own schedule, not that of friends and family!!

Home Is Where It All Is

HOME
I repeat this word over and over again in my mind. Home is where it all starts, home is where it all ends, home is where it all IS.

No matter what mistakes you make, or wrong turns you take, you are always welcome at home.

If I feel bad or have no one to talk to I always make my way home and in no time everything is all right.

I know I am NOT ready to leave home, even for college. I have even picked a somewhat close college to home. I can never leave it, I never could leave it, I never WILL leave it. It is everything I know and love.

But home isn't just the place you grew up and know, it's also those close to you, the places you love to go. It's the things in your life you could NEVER replace!

Life is a Novel

Life represents a novel more often than novels resemble life. -George Sand-

During life there are so many ups and downs, climaxes and conflicts. It tends to follow the path of a novel.

The exposition is where your parents come into play and your birth. Then there is the rising acton, you first few years, as you grow into a young lady or gentleman. But all throughout life are climaxes.

Some climaxes are loosing your first tooth, first kiss, getting married, going on vacation to Rome, all throughout life are climaxes. Each one followed by a falling acton where that memory is clear in your thoughts and dreams.

Also in life are many conflicts such as money troubles, car wreck, broken bone, death in the family, all those horriblr things you want to forget as soon as possible.

Then in your old age comes the resolution. As you age and become more and more frail, you usually lose all your wonderful memories you once knew so well. I am not talking about memory loss, but rather each day you are farther and farther away from those special days.

The novel won't end until you do and the is what is so wonderful about it. All the amazing climaxes and horrible conflicts and wonderful memories won't end until you make them end.