Today was probably one of the craziest days of my life. Okay, maybe not, but still. So....I was going to wake up at 6:30 and get stuff done until I had to leave for economics class @8. Well, I slept in. Until 7. Hmmmm...no getting stuff done. Lovely. After class at 10:30, I got home at 11:45, got stuff together, and went over to my teacher's for violin lessons at 12:20. And I was all like thinking I was coming back home to grab my books and stuff for my biology class @2:30, but noooo-straight to class I go! Wonderful. So I had no laptop or folder. Thank goodness I brought my biology book and notebook-just "in case." Ha.
Well, we were going rock climbing later-at 5. So we needed to leave at 4:30. I ran home for 10-20 minutes after biology. Took a 7 minute shower. Ate a 3-min muffin. Put away 5-min stuff. Texted people, "I can't text" for 5-min. And managed to be 3-4 minutes late. ItDrivesMeNutsNotToHaveEnoughTimeToDoStuff. UHH.
Okay, now for the fun part.
Today, as I mentioned earlier, I went rock climbing! For the first time. Ever. I was all like, "Yeah, rock climbing! Woo! Let's do this! I got my stuff put up in the locker, had my shoes on, and there's this guy showing Ms. Margie (a marvelous person by the way) how to be a "spotter." (You know...belay people from the ground.) Anyhoo, I'm all like "Yeah! Where's a wall?" Then I go over to Ms. Margie, and she wants to know if I want to do this wall, and she can "spot" me. So I'm like, "Sure!" Then, I look up. WOW. You know what? There, there was actually a wall right there. Heh. Heh. No joke. And, it was a big wall too. It didn't look like it played very nice. Now there's one thing you should know. I N.E.V.E.R. do stuff like that. Rock climbing? ehh. Roller Coasters? Nada. HUGE, DARK water slides? Zilch. Anything else involving ways to break bones, scrape yourself, and get beat up in general? Noo waayy. No I'm not spontaneous, and I do not live life on the edge. Sometimes I have moments where I'm so daring I definitely scare myself, and I thoroughly enjoy them. And I like trying new things... But overall, if it looks risky or painful, you can find me walking in the other direction.
So I'm like, "Ummm...this wall?" I guess it never occurred to me to think of the approximate size of the walls I was going to be climbing. I mean..pssshhht...a 40 ft. slanted rock wall for you to actually climb sounded like nothing. And then I stood in front of it. HA. Okay, so I then I realized that she was referring to a more "freakishly easy" wall. Ohhhh kay. I'm good now.
Oh and I just want you to know, should you go rock climbing, the shoes they give you HURT. YOUR. FEET. I mean your toes are like all molded together when you take them off! "Where's my fourth toe???"
"Oh don't worry. It's probably wrapped around your big toe which is bent backwards so your middle toe can push down on your pinky so that it can make it impossible for your middle toe to unwrap itself from your big toe which is bent backwards...."
"Thanks. The relief I feel is just shocking. I mean, that really just makes me feel so much better now." Don't be cool, people. Just bring your old tennis shoes and be normal, okay? Sure the "torture instruments" may make it easier to grab footholds, but if you can't feel your toes, what's the point? Don't suffer. Don't try to look glorious, because you're wearing climbing shoes 2 sizes smaller, since Chris von Hickler III (rock climber extraordinare) recommends it. Don't be macho. Say the freakin' shoes are murdering your feet. Be comfortable. Be logical. And I promise, your toes will constantly thank you. Believe me, I know. Haha
Soooo for something new tomorrow morning we're going to Ihop! It just opened, and I have never been to an Ihop in my life. So hopefully it's good. ha..
20.1.11
19.1.11
Totally Lame, Work with Me?
Okay, yes, I know. It's totally lame. I haven't posted since Black Friday. I had all these great posts going in my head for New Year's and other events, but I just kinda fell off the bandwagon.
Sorry! Bear with me, as I've been so busy! I have been scolded countless times by a friend(s). But I think that it's better to have something good to write about then(than?) to post random stuff just to be posting. (Like this post you are reading right now, for example.) I mean, who really wants to know that all I've done during the day is school, school, school, and just because I wanted to stand out and make a change, school? Or the fact that I just ate bean tacos that were bland because we there was no cheese? Or that I haven't been anywhere fun since New Year's?
Normally, I can think of interesting things to blog about during the day...but it's been so crazy that "interesting" consists of five lines, two of them being "I'm tired," "Good gracious, how is it humanly possible for me to keep my eyes open right now?" And the other three being "Algebra was long," "History is taking me forever," and "If I look at another textbook, I'm going to check myself in to a looney tune ward and find a shrink."
So would you like random postings on my day? Or is it just too much? =]
On the up side, (Oh goodness. I just forgot about the up side. Is there an up side? *In a tiny voice* how about when I finish high school?) Haha, just kidding.
We're remodeling our kitchen! Well, it's pretty much finished, but I'm going to be posting pics verryy soon. So keep checking!
I'm learning a sonata by Mozart. It's quite a doozy. It's sonata K. 545, and it's ten(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) pages longs. His music more than makes up for his painful name. You can just tell the grief and agony he felt over that tortured name in some of the music he composed. I mean, COME ON! What insensitive parents name their child Wolfgang??
Mommy Mozart: "Come here, Wolfgang! Look at this, we're going to read a book called Mowgli-it's a classic. Doesn't that just make you so excited? Sit down now, put your listening ears on. Inside voices, Wolfgang, inside voices. Okay, that's it. Now, a gang of wolves rescues this child, Wolfgang. Isn't that just so sweet?"
Ick. Enough of that. Poor child. Don't even get me started on Beethoven. His first name sounds like some sort of tick, or disease one catches from wigs. Hehe..
Well, I have a two classes, a test, and an exam tomorrow, so I'm going to get off and go to bed now. Don't worry! I'm hoping/planning on posting a lot more (often)!
Did I just hear you snicker?
Sorry! Bear with me, as I've been so busy! I have been scolded countless times by a friend(s). But I think that it's better to have something good to write about then(than?) to post random stuff just to be posting. (Like this post you are reading right now, for example.) I mean, who really wants to know that all I've done during the day is school, school, school, and just because I wanted to stand out and make a change, school? Or the fact that I just ate bean tacos that were bland because we there was no cheese? Or that I haven't been anywhere fun since New Year's?
Normally, I can think of interesting things to blog about during the day...but it's been so crazy that "interesting" consists of five lines, two of them being "I'm tired," "Good gracious, how is it humanly possible for me to keep my eyes open right now?" And the other three being "Algebra was long," "History is taking me forever," and "If I look at another textbook, I'm going to check myself in to a looney tune ward and find a shrink."
So would you like random postings on my day? Or is it just too much? =]
On the up side, (Oh goodness. I just forgot about the up side. Is there an up side? *In a tiny voice* how about when I finish high school?) Haha, just kidding.
We're remodeling our kitchen! Well, it's pretty much finished, but I'm going to be posting pics verryy soon. So keep checking!
I'm learning a sonata by Mozart. It's quite a doozy. It's sonata K. 545, and it's ten(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) pages longs. His music more than makes up for his painful name. You can just tell the grief and agony he felt over that tortured name in some of the music he composed. I mean, COME ON! What insensitive parents name their child Wolfgang??
Mommy Mozart: "Come here, Wolfgang! Look at this, we're going to read a book called Mowgli-it's a classic. Doesn't that just make you so excited? Sit down now, put your listening ears on. Inside voices, Wolfgang, inside voices. Okay, that's it. Now, a gang of wolves rescues this child, Wolfgang. Isn't that just so sweet?"
Ick. Enough of that. Poor child. Don't even get me started on Beethoven. His first name sounds like some sort of tick, or disease one catches from wigs. Hehe..
Well, I have a two classes, a test, and an exam tomorrow, so I'm going to get off and go to bed now. Don't worry! I'm hoping/planning on posting a lot more (often)!
Did I just hear you snicker?
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