SENIOR 2010!

Hopefully, next year will be the highlight of my high school career. Our softball team has potential and then some to be district champs and get to go to the big show. That would be awesome. We have a lot of returning seniors which will help a ton! I also hope that i get a good athletic/academic scholarship for softball to a good college. That would sweet too. I also hope that i could keep my grades up in order to get the scholarships i need. I also hope that our basketball team does well and becomes more of a TEAM. Another huge thing that i want is a good track season next year. I want a first place district championship and a good place at state. I also want that this year. :)

Bye bye bye

The main time i really realized some one leaving me was when my sister, Tammy, went to school. She decided to go to Augustana her Freshman year of college. I remember going up to South Dakota to help her move in. It was quite the ride up there. First my sister forgot all of her shirts. and we were already approximately an hour away from fremont, so our car had to turn around and get them, but before we got back to our house we had a little car trouble. We had to wait like five minutes and then it worked again, but then it gave out again five minutes later. Then when we finally got home, we switched all of her stuff to a different car, repacked and added her shirts to the car and were on our way again. However, when we were on our way to South Dakota, she started crying and telling me and my brother how much she was gonna miss us. She got over her crying fit when we were on campus and then we had to take all of her heavy stuff to her room which was on the fourth floor. it was rediculous. But after we helped her organize her new home, we said goodbye for a little while and went to our car. My mom and i drove home in the truck that we brought, but right when she got in the car she started to cry. So basically the whole ride was full of cryers. I was sad too, but i don't think i actually cried.
The end.

Track and Softball

Basically, this time of year is the busiest time of year. I have to worry about summer league softball, more importantly track at this time, ACT classes, the actual ACT test, work, chorale, and homework. wow. its insane. Its pretty difficult to focus on one task at hand but as Mr. Sellon says, "Girls are really good at multitasking. Its rediculous how they can be listening to 7 different conversations at once." So many people have these "too busy" lifestyles but most people if they manage their time well, can get everything done. and hopefully on time.

disastre

the items i would bring are:

my dog Tigger- why wouldn't i? he's awesome.
my cell phone- cuz more likely than not, i would want to call the rest of my family
my computer- theres just a whole bunch of important items on that sucker.
i'd leave michael in the fire. most likely.


maybe.

hurt feelings

well, basically i just don't like it when people hide things from me or don't tell me the truth. I really realized that i hated this until last year. people lied to me and eventually it got back to me. It was probably the worst summer that i've ever had when i found out what had happened, and when i found out, that same week my sister had a baby with heart problems again, and she past away after a few hours. It was a sucky week, thats for sure.

i really try not to hurt people's feelings too much, and when i'm giving them a hard time, they know i'm kidding... hopefully. but hopefully people no i'm kidding, and if they don't, they can talk to me about it.

hurt feelings

elementary memory

I went to Howard elementary when i was little and have a lot of memories from there. One being when i was in second grade. I used to play tag with a bunch of boys on the play ground during recess. I think i was the only girl to play with them, and one day the girls got a little upset that i would play with the guys. The girls basically put me through a torture session and made me cry because they yelled things at me and wouldn't talk to me. They also called my house and left a message on my phone i think if i am remembering this correctly. This is when i realized that girls are just mean. haha. true story.