...I should but I don't. It's called I have lots of anatomy homework and stuff. Not that I don't like anatomy class, of course, but it's a lot of work. Uh, work I'm procrastinating on... well, not really, it's due monday and right now it's wednesday, but for ME, that's procrastinating, but my brain will explode out my ears if I keep on trying to make a presentation on chapter 3. And re-write all the homework I typed up because my teacher wants it hand-written. And take quizzes.
At least I finished my English essay. =)
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
one of those times
Today is one of those days where it would REALLY do me good to remember tuesday's post.
The thing is, sometimes when you're feeling down, it's really hard to think like that.
My problem is, though I see good everywhere, it's not exactly the type of good that exactly corresponds to the bad like it did on tuesday's post. Failing your driver's test and Hug-a-Cross-Country-Runner Day are on about the same level, since the driver's test can always be taken again. And ten years from now, am I going to remember failing my driver's test and feel devastated? Nope. I mean, I don't even feel devastated over that NOW. I'm over it. I'll just take the test again.
But there's some stuff that hits home harder. Like, the I-Can't-Listen-to-Taylor-Swift-Now-Because-It's-So-Real-It-Hurts stuff. And all that. So I'm listening to (what else?) JB.
What? Stop laughing at me. That's not fair when I'm depressed!
The thing is, sometimes when you're feeling down, it's really hard to think like that.
My problem is, though I see good everywhere, it's not exactly the type of good that exactly corresponds to the bad like it did on tuesday's post. Failing your driver's test and Hug-a-Cross-Country-Runner Day are on about the same level, since the driver's test can always be taken again. And ten years from now, am I going to remember failing my driver's test and feel devastated? Nope. I mean, I don't even feel devastated over that NOW. I'm over it. I'll just take the test again.
But there's some stuff that hits home harder. Like, the I-Can't-Listen-to-Taylor-Swift-Now-Because-It's-So-Real-It-Hurts stuff. And all that. So I'm listening to (what else?) JB.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Catalina
I said I'd post on it, so here's the post:
Only eight of us went.
Seven guys plus me.
Hm, brings back memories.
Anyway, insanely awesome course; one mile uphill with sand and rocks (torture) then flats and hills and up and around cliffsides. Again, insanely awesome.
...And we all fell asleep at one point or another on the boat. ...which of course led to us taking pictures of eachother sleeping and blowing dog whistles in eachother's faces to see if it would wake them up...
Yeah, that last one worked. And guess what girly they did it on? Hard question, since there's only one me.
...and guess what girly posted photos on facebook of all the guys sleeping afterwards?
Again, only one me.
But yes, we still all love eachother---it's that crazy insane cross country bond. The best thing is that I know that the team's there for me---to quote: "If anyone attacked casey they'd pretty much be goners...we'd be on them like AHHHHHHHHHHH..."
Lol. Love my cross country people. =) Especially when they sing Taylor Swift for me. Good times.
Only eight of us went.
Seven guys plus me.
Hm, brings back memories.
Anyway, insanely awesome course; one mile uphill with sand and rocks (torture) then flats and hills and up and around cliffsides. Again, insanely awesome.
...And we all fell asleep at one point or another on the boat. ...which of course led to us taking pictures of eachother sleeping and blowing dog whistles in eachother's faces to see if it would wake them up...
Yeah, that last one worked. And guess what girly they did it on? Hard question, since there's only one me.
...and guess what girly posted photos on facebook of all the guys sleeping afterwards?
Again, only one me.
But yes, we still all love eachother---it's that crazy insane cross country bond. The best thing is that I know that the team's there for me---to quote: "If anyone attacked casey they'd pretty much be goners...we'd be on them like AHHHHHHHHHHH..."
Lol. Love my cross country people. =) Especially when they sing Taylor Swift for me. Good times.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
catalina anyone?
We've got an epic meet tomorrow.
More on that when it's over.
Cuz, you know, it's tomorrow.
More on that when it's over.
Cuz, you know, it's tomorrow.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
balance the bad with the good
Ever had one of those days?
One of those days when you figure out that you'll miss your in-class essay due to an XC meet, you fail your driver's test and miss XC due to aforesaid driver's test, which you failed? Oh, and your facebook account won't open.
Yup. And if you can guess who that day belonged to, smart you.
HOWEVER.
I've learned something before, and all through life it'd do me good to remember it.
There's good in everything, or at least there's just as much good as bad, or even more good.
For example:
Ever had one of those days?
One of those days when it's Hug-a-Cross-Country-Runner Day and your whole team goes crazy hugging eachother in the halls and even in Algebra 2? Or one of those days when you get free dress instead of uniforms? Or one of those days when you're allowed to yell "IT'S HUG A CROSS COUNTRY RUNNER DAY?"
Okay, we weren't strictly allowed to yell that, but whatever.
The important thing is always, always to remember that there's always as much good as bad. And often enough, if you just look, the good is blooming around the corners of the bad stuff, shy and sweet and wistfully hoping that you'll tear your eyes from the thick, dark cloud of the bad things and just sweep in the good and smile.
And you know what? If you just look at those delicate pink petals of good, they'll gain courage and start seriously gwamping the bad stuff and mashing it into the ground. It'll still be there, of course, but it'll be mashed into the ground. I mean, if you've ever had a panic attack around an errant earwig, you'll know what I mean.
And besides, I can take over the driver's test, there'll be more XC practices, I can write my in-class essay over lunch tomorrow, and facebook isn't that important anyway and probably is back up as I write this.
And Hug-A-Cross-Country-Runner Day? Priceless.
And there's another one of those on November 20. Mark your calendars, people.
One of those days when you figure out that you'll miss your in-class essay due to an XC meet, you fail your driver's test and miss XC due to aforesaid driver's test, which you failed? Oh, and your facebook account won't open.
Yup. And if you can guess who that day belonged to, smart you.
HOWEVER.
I've learned something before, and all through life it'd do me good to remember it.
There's good in everything, or at least there's just as much good as bad, or even more good.
For example:
Ever had one of those days?
One of those days when it's Hug-a-Cross-Country-Runner Day and your whole team goes crazy hugging eachother in the halls and even in Algebra 2? Or one of those days when you get free dress instead of uniforms? Or one of those days when you're allowed to yell "IT'S HUG A CROSS COUNTRY RUNNER DAY?"
Okay, we weren't strictly allowed to yell that, but whatever.
The important thing is always, always to remember that there's always as much good as bad. And often enough, if you just look, the good is blooming around the corners of the bad stuff, shy and sweet and wistfully hoping that you'll tear your eyes from the thick, dark cloud of the bad things and just sweep in the good and smile.
And you know what? If you just look at those delicate pink petals of good, they'll gain courage and start seriously gwamping the bad stuff and mashing it into the ground. It'll still be there, of course, but it'll be mashed into the ground. I mean, if you've ever had a panic attack around an errant earwig, you'll know what I mean.
And besides, I can take over the driver's test, there'll be more XC practices, I can write my in-class essay over lunch tomorrow, and facebook isn't that important anyway and probably is back up as I write this.
And Hug-A-Cross-Country-Runner Day? Priceless.
And there's another one of those on November 20. Mark your calendars, people.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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