✿ ✖ ♥ ✖ ✿: March 2009

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Videos and pictures, of stuff.

The las Vegas Classic was maaaad fun.

I came 1st in the 100m and 4th in the 400m.

I get 2 medals.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Dont look at me, I couldnt help it.

So, today at Track Practice I was very, very upset. 'Cause of things my papa said.
So upset in fact, that I cried.
But, I was okay. They all wanted to make me feel better.
All asked why I was so upset. Wanted me to stop crying
All the throwers, and the football players, they even threatened to pound my dad.
Now, that kinda-sorta made me laugh.
haha
It was stupid, I didn't even know I would start crying, but then I just did.
And K, he was there, sitting beside me, he could tell something was up. And when I started crying for no apparent reason, to them, he just hugged me and told me it'd be okay.
Didn't care that I got his shirt all wet.
I calmed down a bit, them boys that don't like to see girls cry freaked out and tried to make me laugh.
So, I laughed, didnt want to make a stupid egg of myself.
I was okay, I thought I was. So we had to do our 2 lap warm-up and I ran with K.
He asked me what was going on, I kinda didn't want to talk about it but I thought it would make me feel better if I did.
So I told him. I told him "Its just, my papa, he's just so frustrating, you know? He's being a real dick and yelling at me and fucking taking it out on me just 'cause hes in a pissy mood. And I hate that he tells me that Im selfish! He saying shit like what are you even doing track for? You got stuff to do at home, you got a brother to look after. And it just frustrates me 'cause I fucking do everything for them! This is the only thing I do for myself, and Im fucking good at it. I hate that he calls me selfish!"
By this point I was pretty much freaking out, and I could tell and he could tell that I was about to start crying again so he just stopped jogging and pulled me towards him and just hugged me and then I just cried and got his shirt all wet again.
He just kinda held me there until I calmed down again and pulled away from him.
Then I just laughed and apologized and asked if it was obvious that I was just crying.
He cracked some jokes, I cheered up a bit. And yeah.

The End.

We got a big Track meet tomorrow and on Saturday. A shitload of schools will be there. From California, and Texas, and even from Australia. Thats what Coach Price said.
He keeps putting it out there that he wants me to break the sophomore girls record for the 100m. Which is 12.5.
I already ran a 12.9
Whats .04 seconds less right?
Anywho, Im not letting Coach get to me. He's a pretty snazzy guy. Fucking put me in the 400m. I almost went off on him.
Was like "WHAT THE FUUUUCK COACH! You know I dont like the 400! FUCK"
And he was like "Hey, I put you in there 'cause I believe that you can do it. You can do the 400 in under a minute easy. Those other girls? They got jackshit compared to you, you're just too scared. I wouldnt put you in there if I didnt think you could do it"
And I just kinda looked at him like, really Coach? REALLY? you're giving me this shit?
And he just shrugged his shoulders like hey. I BELIEVE.
Well, easy for you to say, you aint running.

lolz.

Okay, thats it.

Pray for me,
ina

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

ahy-ruh-nee

I wrote this in English today. 'Cause Mr. Symmonds told us to rant about something, so I did.

I'm here to rant. I'm here to rant about... things that aren't simple and straight forward.
Complicated things.
Yeah, fuck 'em.
I hate when things are complicated. When you have too much of a good thing.
Or what you see as a good thing. I didn't even freaking want this. I just wanted one to go to, one to make me laugh, one to make make me not feel like crap all the time. And along comes three. One for freaking each.
Typical.
Bloody typical.
And I suspect that when I finally work it all out and get everything in balance, they'll all disappear and get sick of me and leave me with jack shit. Like I had to start with.
And why do they all just want the same thing ANYWAY?!
Like, dude. Why can't we just be, you know buddies?
I'm cool with just being buddies.
Now, just because I dont exactly have the the privilege of carrying out what you had in mind doesnt mean we cant be buddies.
So just chillax.
Chill out.
Take a freaking chillaxative.
But I don't want you all to go away.
Let's just be mates.

HMPH.

So, now I have 3.
Fuck Skippy.
I have 3.
They all "like" me.
One, I'm already really close friends with. And I want to keep it that way. Lets call him B.
The other one always makes me laugh and was kinda-sorta judged in a previous post. You'd remember him as D.
And the last one wants to take me to prom, and who I was going to sneak out with at 2am and go to Maccas with, and who I'm just a little, typically infatuated with. Call him K.
I want him the most.
He's the one I want most, if I should be right to want ANY of them.

But, I don't think I have the right.
Because I already told D that I couldnt, and to just wait. I think it would be a little cruel and hypocritical to just end up going out with the next guy who asks after him. Dont you think?
And my friend tells me that I act like Im attracted to B. But I'm not, not in that way. I just want to be his friend. Making him a CD don't mean I like him. It means I want to share my musical interests with him.
But K. I dont know how to feel about this one. He is just SO lovely. It's just straightforward with him. I dont have to try to keep up a conversation. I find myself looking out for him in the hallway. And he gives the biggest motherfucking hugs ever. Like, he basically just carries me off of the ground every time.
Oh, and HE TALKED TO MY FUCKING DAD. Yesterday, at the Track Meet.
He was threatening to do it. He said " OOOO I CANT WAIT TILL MONDAY,
IMA GET UP ALL UP ON U TOO, AHAHAHA.
CANT WAIT FOR UR DAD TO SEE US, JUST TELL ME WHO HE IS EARLIER, SO I CAN INTRODUCE MYSELF"
I thought he was bluffing, but on Monday, I kindly reminded him that if he goes anywhere near my dad I would cut him with a blunt knife. And he said something like "I don't know man, He looks kind of scary. I dont know if I should. Ahhh the daredevil inside of me" and he just looked at me all amused, and I kinda sorta glared back at him.
I didnt think he would.
But right before my race, I was stretching, and I looked over to where my parents were and he was just standing there, casually conversing with them.
I got so mad, I swear.
It was right before my race too, so I guess I kinda got stressed and I blame him for me coming 2nd.
haha.
But he said he was just telling them how cute Zac was.
Oh yup.
I dont even want to know, as long as my papa doesnt say anything.

He's a senior.
He's going to UNLV.
He moved here from New York.
He..
I dont know...
I should stop now.
I'm beginning to get sick of myself.

*eurgh
I sound so typical.
FUCK.

I should be grateful, yeah?
ina

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Sexy Einstein

Saturday, March 14, 2009

I have closed all my other windows so as not to get distracted.

You people deserve a proper post. So here I am giving you one. Its about time I spend 30 minutes typing about my shenanigans rather than just posting silly pictures.

Yeah.

So, here I go.

School

Is going pretty swell. My grades are good. All A's except for the F in Photo. But I can fix that. A little Chris Browning to Ms Jensen, and that can be fixed. Kidding.

But seriously. I just want to cut her sometimes. Cut her, then kill her, then eat her.

yeeeeah.

We have Proficiency exams coming up this week. We have to pass them all once in our High School career to graduate High School. I'm not really worried. Although I am a bit for Math, they make such a big deal about it. If you're making a big deal about it, wont it be hard?

And Science too, Im worried about that one. We cant exactly study for Proficiencies because we donnt exactly know whats gonna be on the test. So its pretty frustrating.

Oh. Track.

I'm really, really enjoying it. Doing good, made a lot of friends, having a lot of fun. Its good.

We had our first Track meet at Canyon Spring High School yesterday, and I dont like to brag, but I won the girls 100 & 200 meters. My time was the fastest out of everybody. Kachow!

That was the track at Canyon, where I had to wear a one-piece track suit. I was a bit shy at first, but then I suppose I got used to it. Aerodynamics baby, that's all that matters. Haha.We have practice everyday after school, except on Friday. No, we have practice on Saturdays instead. Starts at 9. Today is a Saturday and its already 7:20. God knows why I'm up so early. I have to get ready soon.

Skippy

Did I ever show you guys what Skippy looks like? Well, here she is.

People say I look like her, but I think thats bullshit. She looks like me.

Anywho she's in another conundrum. There's this new guy, that she met when she joined Track with me. See she's on the bus on the way to the meet too. But anywho this guy is always joking around with her, and they're mates. You know, comrades. Anywho he's always playing around with her telling her she's cute, and she's beautiful and all that joking around with her and messing with her head. Skippy just laughs, because its funny, and she has trust issues so she thinks everything is a joke. But on the bus this guy is saying some more bullshit and Skippy's laughing and tells him "Oh my God, you're so cheesy" and he just looks at her and smiles, then she says to him "Hahaa. WHy don't you come up with something else" She was talking about another cheesy-ass remark, but I guess he heard something else. He goes "You want me to be for real? Skippy's like, "okay" and then this guy, I call him D. He gets all nervous and starts laughing and going "Oh Im too scared" and holding back. And Skippys just thinking "What in the world". She says to him "You're scared? Should I be scared too?" So he's just all fidgeting and stuff.

Wait, heres a picture of him, it came out crap though, all pixelated and shit.

Anyway, after about 5 minutes of bouncing around, looking distressed he moves over to her seat on the bus, and he tells her "Okay, so you want me to be for real?.... You know how Im always laughing and joking around with you right and you just laugh and stuff? And how you think I'm just joking around when I tell you you're cute, and you're beautiful. Well I'm not. And I'm scared to talk to you sometimes. Because everytime I try to talk to you it comes out like I'm saying a joke, and trying to make you laugh, and you do laugh. So I just keep going and making you laugh because I don't knw what else to do. I'm just scared to takl to you for real, because you're so smart and Im scared of what you'd say. I just come out toTrack practice on day and I see this girl, and shes cute. Usually I see a cute girl and I go talk to her, you know? Its like, whatever. But with you its different. Ive never wanted a girlfriend before, not like seriously. But I see you and I can tell you're the kind of girl who can change my life. I see you all around the hallway always running to your next class, 'cause you're late. You're alway late and runnning, thats how you stay fit huh? Haha. I see you in the hallway all the time, and Ive never seen you before, not before you came to Track. Now I see you all the time. But yeah, sometimes I just want the weekend over because I want to see this girl again, and I want to see her really big smile and make her laugh. Like, Im just sitting there at home on Sunday thinking "Ohhh be over already" and people are saying "what you want the weekend to be over for man?" and Im just saying "'Cause I wanna seee Skippy" ... And Thats just it. you wanted me to be forealz, so yeah."

By the time he's done we're already pullin in at the parking lot back at school and he just stands up and shrugs and looks at her like "thats it". So he stands up and gets off the bus and Skippy's just like frozen. She gets off the bus too and she's shaking. Like she holds out her hands and says out oud "Im shaking" Then she sees her ride and goes off.

The End.

Haha. I have Track Practice soon. and I cant go if my room is messy, so Im going to go clean it now.

Bye.