Friday, April 19, 2013

this is the soundtrack to my life

^Look at me being all high tech with a gif that I...did not make but love and really relate to on a spiritual level! Shout out to whoever actually made it, I'm sure you're cooler than me and will forgive me for borrowing your property even though that's the entire basis of the internet practically. 

The past week or two have just been crazy and kind of terrible and I don't think anyone who's been watching the news could really disagree with me on that one. First, there's everything that's happened in Boston, compounded by the fact that my dad is in Boston right now, visiting my aunt & cousins; there's the explosions near Waco by the kolache place everyone I know seems to go to; yesterday I learned that our neighbor, the father of one of my sister’s old friends, died suddenly. And of course there's all my own problems, like being sick (yesterday I coughed so much during my Stats test that my teacher came over and gave me a cough drop) and having a ton of work to do and accordingly not getting enough sleep. I've also been pretty moody and emotionally unstable, wishing things would stop changing and people would stop leaving. 

In a way, so much has happened that the last time I've written feels like ages ago, but in another way it doesn't seem like a lot has actually happened. That makes no sense, but I don't know how else to describe the phenomenon of time passing so slowly and so quickly at the same time, being so fully and so monotonous at once.

School is, you know, the usual. The past two weeks saw an increase in projects, which is usually why I stay up late, because I tend to put those off until the night before (and still, somehow, get A's), and just homework in general. As for my classes...Physics, physics is actually where I started writing this post this morning so nothing's really changed on that front. Painting is chill. And one day I'm going to write about the people in my statistics class because observing everybody is just what makes it worthwhile. APs are coming up soon which is slightly terrifying. I have one on the first day and the last day, and five total. Joy to the world.

Track is basically over. We have no more meets except for the people who are going on to Regionals and State and stuff. District was last Thursday, and I was there for 15 hours (still better than school), knocked a good 53 seconds off my 3200 time and got a medal. Solid day. I also ate my weight in fruit snacks and laughed a lot because the track team is good company. 

That's about it... Tomorrow is prom and I'm not going because none of my friends really wanted to, so we're just going to do something else together. I'll go next year. But is it weird that I'm still kind of excited to see everyone else's pictures? I mean, because you know they're going to be on Facebook. If someone goes to prom and doesn't post at least 20 photos of themselves dressed up, did they actually go to prom? Real question, y'all.

Aw, the world is crazy and I've done my fair share of crying about it this week but I think we'll all be alright. Going to end this week with a bit of retail therapy now because God knows we could all use a little bit of that in our lives right about now. (I said I'd blog more than 6 times this month but I didn't anticipate how hard that would be. There's still time, though.)


  1. "none of my friends really wanted to (go to prom)" um.

  2. Cheers to teenage mental instability. Also, crying sucks. Let's both try to do less of it. Have fun with your not-prom-but-still-cool activity!


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