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Watching the Superbowl but not knowing what’s going on
…so Alicia Keys and the ads become the highlight of the next four hours.
Hope you guys have a wonderful day & enjoy it with your families! <3
i hate fanmail ==
Little do they know how bad I actually am at sports and how I wanna improve…
People I spent hours talking to have suddenly become annoying. People I used to think hated me now talk to me way more often. People who I used to find annoying, I now see potential. I guess you could say one of my weaknesses is being blinded by love - whether romantically or just in friendships. I won’t see any faults at all, until I see one big one, and everything follows through like a domino track.
Now, I’m actually determined to be a better person. To improve my sports skills, develop artistic (drawing) talents and become a more active participant in my school community. The only thing holding me back is her introvertedness. Her refusal to try out for sports teams, hang out with the artsy people - or even just different people - and join Student Council is seriously bugging me in the neck.
Maybe it’s the influence I’m getting from observing those older than me; how they can manage good grades, be in a multitude of sports teams and still be involved with either helping out at the school or at the squadron.
Sports: Nothing is a mistake. You have nobody to blame but yourself. But like I said before, the whole blinded by love thing is going out of control for me. In elementary, I didn’t join anything because my ex-bestfriend was the lazy one and also refused to join sports teams. I, having the fear of being alone, didn’t join. Had I joined the team I might actually be closer friends with some of the other girls and have a good sporty influence in my life. Sucks for me, I have Asian parents where studies come first. (Eg I tried to go out to play basketball today so I can practice for team tryouts in a month or so, and it was actually SUNNY today for once in my rainy city, but because I haven’t finished my homework I wasn’t allowed. Like. What.)
I want to join a sports team to a) make friends; b) develop better skills; c) have the pride that I was actually good enough to make the team. My school has the most amazing athletes in the city - the reason a lot of us don’t make the team is not because we’re not good enough but the others are too good. ;_;
Arts: _I’ve always told myself: “I’m terrible at art. I can’t draw to save my life.” And so on, and so on. Not that I’ve actually ever attempted at improving myself: I just complained and compared my terrible skills to the amazingly talented ones. I’m not terribly awful; it’s just that I never practiced. Same goes for sports. Excuses were made, and practices were avoided so I wouldn’t have a chance to make a fool of myself. Today, I regret the lazy choices I made two years ago. I’m awful at everything and good at nothing. I wish I could be talented at something: whether it be sport accomplishments or the ability to express myself in form of visual arts.
Involvement in my community: To my friends, I may or may not be a good person. Honestly, that’s a matter of opinion that I couldn’t be bothered to care about, but at least they know of me and what I’m like. If you look at my school report, who am I? A nobody. I don’t participate in sports teams, I’m not part of any club…just another student at the school. Being involved in the Student Council will help me be more “in the know” of events going on, get me noticed, and even just meeting new people is good enough for me.
Lately, I’ve been so caught up in doing exactly this, but for a different cause: getting known in the Royal Canadian Air Cadet program. I was a nobody in my first year, just another member of the failing band. My second year, I was picked up by a senior and he became my mentor. He’s very well known. If he wanted to say good words about me, people would know. That year, our band also sailed from not being able to play ABCD music to winning Top Band in our province. Going to competition and re-starting in A Division was definitely a very difficult path, but as a band we all worked hard and we got there.
This year, I also joined drill team. I’m known well enough at my LHQ; or at least to my standards. But my days are so occupied with Cadets: last week was Tag Days, this week I have Poppy Sales, next week I’m flying and the week after is going to be the Remembrance Day parade. That’s four weekends straight of Cadet involvement and doing my hair, besides training nights once a week and team practices twice a week.
No matter how isolated I might feel, I am determined to join Student Council next week. I’ll have the excuse of “it’s getting cold” to avoid walking to Starbucks and spending $4 on a latte; instead I’ll feel much better about myself being able to make a difference in my life and taking a step forward to becoming a better person.
There you have it, my biggest regrets. I might have said things and sound determined, but the same laziness that controlled me two years ago is still in me. I’m trying. I honestly am. However, sometimes all I want to do is sleep. Speaking of that, I’m hardly getting six hours of sleep per night, and that’s because I’ve procrastinated. Sound familiar? All my issues boil down to laziness, procrastination and the fear of losing all my friends, but hey. If they judge you or hate you for pursuing something you love, are they really friends?
“She’s ugly.”
“She’s such a drama queen.”
Do you think calling my friends that is going to make you any more of a better person? Seriously, stop it. If she was really that ugly, she wouldn’t have people going after her, would she? She wouldn’t have a boyfriend right now. Look at you. You think you’re beautiful, you think you’re the best at sports. Please. You can’t even find the “help” tab at the top of the computer screen.
And you, calling her a drama queen. She actually has a legitimate phobia of needles; she’s even gone to several hypnotists because she wants to get over it. You don’t know her story. Don’t judge her. You’re the one who’s making a big deal out of it just because she had a nervous breakdown - instead of making fun of her why don’t you bother to see if she’s doing okay? By the way, have you noticed that someone else, 5 people down the line, was crying too and heard every single word of what you said? Wearing makeup, skimpy clothes and a snotty attitude won’t make you any “older.”
Just stop.
set up an instagram for my bro’s drawings..
this kid has more likes on his photos in 20 minutes than i have had my whole instagram life QQ
@jeremys_drawings
K.I.S.S.
Keep It Simple, Stupid.
Boys would much rather hear “I got hit by a car,” not “I was walking across the street and some dumb driver hit me so now I’m stuck at the hospital omg I’m so bored here”
Or,
“Dentist,” instead of “Braces consultation at ortho”
If they really cared, they’d ask for the details.
It’s just the girly things. Sucks for me, all my friends don’t do this stuff, and I’m just watching, enviously, at the people from my old school who are having so much fun with this. Face reality, Lam.
asdfghjkl I hate going on unfollow sprees and unfollowing people they could have so much potential but my blogging style doesn’t even match theirs anymore..I’m sorry to the 984665165587897845321235 pastel/hipster blogs I unfollowed =(
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