Prom

I meant to write this a couple days after prom but I forgot. Or merely didn't have the motivation to write it. Anyway I went to prom it was fun.
Two things that particularly I noticed.
1.) Dancing is just not my thing, Of course I already new this but it became very obvious to me as I began to try and dance in the massively large dress that I picked out. At least at homecoming you have a short dress which doesn't inhibit movement. Anyway its fine as long as you dance with your friends because they don't care.
2.) As I was dancing poorly, it was funny I was swaying listening to the music when all the sudden, a girl (who will go nameless for her benefit and mine) started having a conversation with another girl, which is okay most of the time but she was talking about COLLEGE. Who talks about college at prom? Seriously that was the last thing on my mind at that exact time. I can't figure out why she would do something like that. No offense to her or anything but really when your dancing you don't talk much and if you do want to talk take it off the dance floor. I think this pretty well know social etiquette. Maybe I am wrong who knows but that bothered me.

Anyway Prom was fun, my date was nice, and nothing horrific happened which is good.

Snow White

Snow White never was my favorite Disney movie (I prefer Robin Hood) but I watched it today and I thought something. Are you prepared for this? Its profound I warn you. IT WILL BLOW YOUR MIND. Just kidding.
But in all seriousness.

In the end the poison apple was the best thing that could have happened to Snow White.

That is all.

I am bored. Boredom=restless, restless=searching for something to do. Which is why I am on this blog which I haven't been on in 2 years.

Or pretty close to that. I just read all my blog posts, its like reading a diary. Boy I haven't changed much. Well I have and I haven't. I always like reading diaries because it reminds me of what problems and thoughts I use to have. It shows the change or the lack thereof change. Now that was fun, talk to you in another 2 years. (I'll be a sophomore in college then! Woah thats a crazy thought!)

Course 2 years ago I couldn't even imagine being a senior and here I am. A senior getting ready to graduate in 2 months give or take a few weeks. So much change.

Speaking of change. Lets talk about change of setting, This is where I am going to be in 2 weeks I AM SO EXCITED. It is suppose to be 71 degrees there tomorrow.... Ahh spring, I love you. Alright I am done now.

A spot on the brain

Hey Long time no talk, or type what ever. I apologize, I was at swim camp, and before that it was finals, you get the picture. 

Anyway, I have something on my mind, rather an idea of sorts and I am warning any one who hates cliche should probably leave because this is going to sound cliche because no matter how hard I try not to be I am just a cliche person. So you know hypothetically when you get something or someone on your mind, and its hard to admit but your just a little obsessed or maybe a lot obsessed, either way its like a spot on your brain, and it just will not go away. You do not want to do anything else.

I have decided that it is very annoying, how does one fix an obsession besides getting rid of what you're obsessing over, which really is not possible especially if it's a person. I mean I guess you can get rid of an objection but people are hard to get rid of.  High school aged kids seem specially prone to doing this, girls in particular about guys and then someone breaks them up and they have to go through this whole withdrawal thing. Which sounds horrid and which I hope never to have to go through. 

On a much more exciting note my sweet sixteen is coming up, what should I do for it? 

Swings

Every notice how when your on the swings and you close your eyes you feel as if you're going so much higher and faster?

Then you have to open your eyes because you feel like you're falling?

I did.

It was awesome! 

I love swings. 

Bfffffffs?

It is right, 9 on a Saturday and I have been up sense, five. I went to swimming for about a half an hour but the chlorine levels were horrible so my coach had to cancel. Which is normally good but I couldn't go back to sleep! It sucked.... Anyway it's giving me time to write this, a good thing I guess.

I always wonder, what is the real definition of best friend, like how do I know if your classified as a best friend or just a friend. I mean its a generic term, people say it right and left,  I have mulitple people that I hang out with regularly, does that mean we are going to be best friends forever? Or is that just because I enjoy their company? Do they have to know my deepest darkest secrets to be my best friend?

I think I'll just stop calling people best friends...or maybe everyone is my best friend who knows? I sure don't.

I am such a cheater!

 So I'm sorry I am going to bring up swimming for like a millisecond, so hang in there. A few weeks ago we did a 3000 for time to check our progress or whatever. Let me clue you in if you are uneducated in the way of swimming. A 3000 is 120 laps or close to 3 miles. We had to do that straight AND count for it. 

 I hate counting and I always mess up I mean, I had to count to 120! That is hard thing to do. So there is this kid, lets name him Bob in my lane, he started off the 3000 in front and he was beating me then he kind of died so I passed him, leaving me in first and it was now my job to count. Now I thought I did a pretty good job but when I stopped, Bob kept right on going. 

There was no way I was going to start back up again so I assumed he was wrong. 

When he finally stopped he accused me of cheating! I mean seriously I stopped early purely by mistake and I am sorry I tried to stop Bob but he wouldn't. Now two weeks later he is still bothering me about it! It is so annoying. Whenever I go in that lane now he is like okay you have to go First! He is almost threatening me, like oh no I have to go first! GASP! 

The annoying part though(besides being called a cheater) is the fact that if he weren't so lazy then he would be amazing! I mean usually if he feels like it he can beat me right out of the water which hate admitting but it is true. Of course most of the Sturgeon team can anyway so I don't feel quite so bad. 

Okay I just wasted about 20 minutes of your time. Grrrrr Bob how I hate you!

Hope your days are merry, cherry and bright (hahah wow that didn't work out)