hiatus
I’m making my own personal one of these. See ya later.
I’m making my own personal one of these. See ya later.
I start and end my weekdays with habits.
Morning habits, driving habits, your, sometimes strange, habits.
Walk my habitual routes to class, sit in my assigned seats, talk to the people who sit near me, carry on through the academic routine of each teacher, maybe eat a bagel with cream cheese at break.
Drive home, or to lunch with ned.
Go on my computer, play ukulele, or walk pilot until 3:15
change into sport attire, drive to the field, practice until 5:45
home, dinner, computer, homework..
Bed time preparation habits.
Repeat.
I am fine with my habits, I thrive in my cycle.
It’s only you who can break my cycle, shock me by smiling back.
I need a support system. Someone who won’t put the blame on me, assume and expect the worst based on the worst they see in me, tell me my innermost flaws, dwell in the past, dwell on my mistakes, point out my own fault in all my misfortune. I guess that’s another reason I enjoy lacrosse so much. If I make mistakes, my team is there to either help me change what I did wrong, or reinsure that I was not at fault. They expect the best, based on the best they’ve seen from me. Not only that but they encourage me and make sure I’m confident about my own value. When I work hard to improve, or when I’ve just been doing my best, my coaches acknowledge it. I’m acknowledged, and given deserved privileges and rank. I move up, and my whole team is happy about it along with me. If they know I’m under pressures, they give me slack and even empathy. If it’s important, they openly trust me to do the job. Until now I’ve completely forgotten what being in season feels like. Lacrosse keeps me going during the year.
I’m trying to go with the god damn flow, OKAY? I’m kind of white water rafting at the moment!
You might not be able to decide which course of action makes the most sense. Don’t waste energy trying to force an answer now, for it probably won’t be the right one unless it comes to you easily. Wait for your intuition to guide you in the right direction.
HIGH LIGHT OF MY DAY.
“Oh, by the way, I took the liberty of asking her about you.”
“YOU WHAT?”
“Yeah, I was all ‘What do you think of Paige? Think she’s uh, think she’s cute?’ And she was like ‘Yeah, why?’ and I was like ‘She may think your pretty cute too.’ Then she got all smiley and giddy and shit. Kinda like how you are right now. Oh, and she keeps asking me if I’ve talked to you yet.”
My 2 minute explosion of happy girly excitedness was calmed a bit upon remembering how my attempt at conversation with her earlier in the day was one of those ”My god I just looked like a complete dork, time to run away.” kind of failure conversations. BUT, that just makes us even, seeing as how the week before I smiled and casually waved while passing her classroom and her reaction time was a bit late causing her to lunge forward in her desk to wave back before I passed her class entirely. (mwahaha)
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Thank GOD I am not in 6th period Scherr.
Bingo Kiddo.
My friend gives me some honest, solid, well informed advice.
I mull it over.
My horoscope says the same basic thing with some ominous warnings.
I start to stress and plan accordingly.
I thrive given control and information, yet consult my horoscope as if it’s a deity. At least I can stop and smell the irony.