Mmmm

I didn't know what to call this post.
High school is way better than middle school. Like seriously, middle school sucked. Especially seventh grade because i was really self-conscious and really paranoid. :-/ But now I'm ok! haha
So, homecoming is soon and i can't stand the situation. Before, I really didn't know what I wanted to do. Go or not go? I decide...not to. Everybody is going to be freak dancing so why put myself in that situation? I'm going to two weddings this year so.... I'll get my fill of partying. (and two new dresses :p)
You know what's worse than someone being rude to you? Being rude to you about something totally disgusting! YUCK! I'm not going to say what these dumb boys said on account of viewer discretion... but i was horrified. It was all I could to just ignore them. Jeeze. Some people just need to get over themselves!
There's one thing I am super excited for! In about three months, give or take a few weeks, I will be free of them metal contraption inside my mouth. Of course braces do wonders for you, but they hurt like the dickens! Good Gracious! I'll feel so much better once they're off.
Holy cow, the club fair is coming up and I think I want to join the swing club so badly! I mean wouldn't that be so much fun? Like seriously... :D *i say that a lot*

Yucky.

I fell asleep last night at eleven. I woke up at nine this morning, yet I still feel tired. :( This had been my routine since Monday. uhhhhhhhh. Do you ever get that feeling? I have felt it a lot this summer.

So today I'm really hoping to go school shopping because we haven't done that and I seriously need shirts. A lot of shirts. Basically I only have six good shirts I can where in public in my possession. All the other like 20 shirts are workout shirts. They are loose and not public or (to put it straight where I'm thinking) school material. If I wanted to go on a run great then I have something. But since I'm not the sporty type I don't do that kind of stuff very often so why would I need those shirts.

I am really troubled too. Next week is my first week of High School. :/ I'm really nervous! I haven't gone and seen exactly where my classes are so I'm scared that I'm going to get lost on the first day. All my friends are like "you should go back and see" but all my siblings say "you'll be fine" In middle school on the first day, I went into the wrong SSR class.

Last Week Of Summer

This is the last week of summer, and for me it is a terribly sad one. It's my first year of high school and I have no idea what to expect. I'm caught in between decisions of whether i should be on the swim team or not, or should I try put for some of the school plays or not. Seeing as I'm only a freshman, I keep going back on the thought that I could be on the swim team but don't go for the plays because they probably want people with experience. :-/ I also kept thinking it's a good idea to focus on schoolwork. Being an actor can wait.

The week before last was EFY (Especially For Youth) and the whole time i felt so good to be there. I met really nice and funny people and the classes and devotionals were great. The whole week I was on a "spiritual high" and it was sad to go at the end of the week. I came home just wanting to go back so badly. It's easier being there with a bunch of people who have the same standards as you. EFY made me more reluctant to go to the high school where kids make up drama and brag about having a smoke or getting drunk. :(

I don't know what else to write so I guess I'll end right here

First entry.

Have you ever made plans for something during the summer so people will think you have a life, but then you're too lazy to do it, or you put it off? Well the first week of summer i created a goal: do not let people think that all you do during the summer is sit at home. I failed. My little sister and I were going to take a walk just for fun to a park nearby, but of course she and I decided it was too hot. So for the past few weeks, this has been my daily schedule: 1. wake up. 2 go to swim practice 3. read/watch t.v./go on computer 4. go to bed. You can tell it's been a sad summer for me.

Last week, starting on Wednesday, our church youth program did this thing called trek. For three days we dressed up like pioneers and pushed handcarts on a trail in the mountains. It was really hard. There were three companies (red, blue, and green) and in each company there were three families. Every family had on average ten people. The handcarts weighed about 500+ pounds. (We had all the members' things along with the dutch ovens, tents, tarps and cooking supplies.) It was a really touching experience, and it showed me that the pioneers had it rough. I thought it was hard pushing and pulling the handcart up and down with my family, but it wasn't nearly as bad as what the pioneers went through. There were times when it was just a mother pulling her handcart with her child on her back and her older son in the cart, dying, or maybe one man who had to bury his pregnant wife and little children. I really enjoyed it.

This has been my first entry and it hope you enjoyed it.