Sunday, June 6, 2010

Worst Feeling in the World

Worst feeling in the world.
I subconsciously decided that it would be a great thing to walk right into the edge of the table,
while completely hitting my humongous bruise and missing the parts of my body that are not covered in purple-blueish mounds.
So as I idiotically hit this table I was filled with uncontrollably, horrible pain that I had to cringe and curl into a ball on the floor hoping that the pain would go away by acting like a three year old throwing a tantrum.
After a few moments of going through what felt like the world was ending I was able to get back on my feet.
I went through several emotions during this encounter. The first was "scrutinizing pain". The second was "Idiocy" for ramming my unhealed wound into a table that was always there. The third one was a frenzy, I do not even know what to call this emotion. It was sort of a panic. I wanted the pain to stop and everything to go back to normal,before I had hit my shin on a table. The fourth was "sadness". I felt bad for my wound that it had to go through this unbearable endeavor. The fifth and sixth were almost combined. I was "relieved" it was all over, but also very "angry" at the table for getting in my way. So the last emotion was "denial". I wanted so bad to be mad, but I could not be mad at someone, because they would think I was ridiculous seeing how they had nothing to do with it, I couldn't be mad at myself, because then that would involve me talking to myself and forgiveness would just be awkward, so I blame the table.

My Bruise
This bruise I got from being kicked in the shin by another soccer player ):
This is another picture.

1) As you can see there are two different colored shades. One shade seems dark and there is more of a purple tint, and the other is more a red and whitish tint, example where the circle of number one is. This is my bruise on top of a bruise. The purple dark stuff is from a week and half ago. After I got that bruise, I got kicked in the shin again and got what you see... A bruise on top of a Bruise.

2) This is the part of the whole bruise where it is the most sensitive. And that is the exact spot that hit the table...directly.


Saturday, May 22, 2010

Far Far Away...

So I am pretty sure school makes me feel like I could swallow a pound of rusty nails.
The fact is I usually enjoy school. Or well I am able to get through school without having a scrutinizing thought pass through my mind, but lately school has been a trek.
The end is so near that I just want to runaway for thirteen days, and come back and school could be over with.

I could see it now going to a far away place (like in Shrek) and staying there and having amazing adventures. I would bring someone along. Possibly several. We could go wrestle alligators, save princesses from evil dragons, fight off evil, save man kind from some kind of disaster, or possibly invent a new word. Either way we would not need to try and hustle to get our grades up, lose sleep and mess up your normal sleeping pattern ( instead of sleeping at night, you sleep in each one of your classes), study and memorize a million and one things for finals, and overwork your mind until it is a pile of mush just sloshing around up there.
We could save humanity, because the sloshing around brains never fully recover and year after year we send young adults into the world with oatmeal looking brains to go out and fend for themselves. These people then birth another generation which starts the cycle all over again.

So I think for the sake of humanity the last 13 days of school be cut out and all the kids go to a far far away place and do crazy adventures.
Thursday, April 22, 2010

I need Jesus.

I need Jesus like,
The grass needs rain.

I need Jesus like,
A child needs her mother and father.

I need Jesus like,
A positive charge needs a negative charge.

I need Jesus like,
Shaggy needs Scooby.

I need Jesus like,
Someone who needs a friend.

I need Jesus like,
A turtle needs it's shell.

I need Jesus, because He is the one and only. All I can do is lay my trust in him.
Monday, March 29, 2010

Top Ten

Top Ten Things a Girlfriend Would Love to Hear
1. Who is Megan Fox?
2. You look beautiful.
3. I love your family
4. You look good in anything
5. I was thinking about you
6. I will buy you food.
7. God was showing off when he created you
8. I will protect you
9. I trust you
10. What love handles?
Saturday, March 27, 2010

Fight or Flight?


When you are in a relationship with someone you have to decide many times throughout your relationship if it is worth it to have a fight or if it is even worth fighting about.

Fight or Flight. If you two are fighting about the fact on who should pick the movie or what you guys should do that night, I would suggest you flight. But if you two are fighting about how each of you treat each other, I suggest you talk it out.

It's all based on if you think it is worth it enough--If what you guys are fighting about in the end really matters. I know that with my boyfriend if I feel that something is wrong I will convince myself to tell him, and if I think it's not worth it then I will not. You see with me, I have a really hard time talking about certain things with him. Like bringing it up takes me forever. We will just sit for like 5 minutes until I get the courage to tell him. So I know if it's worth it I will tell him, because why would I go through being vulnerable when it's unnecessary.

I will admit I have fought about the unnecessary stuff all the time, but I am trying to let it go. Trying to choose between the things I feel that are important. The things that are important that can better our relationship. Because as girls, we can sometimes blow things out of proportion, yet we think they are justifiable, because we either feel insecure, angry, hormonal, stressed, jealous, or just even sad. We have to look at the bigger picture. We have to fight for what is right. Choose your battles, and in the end the things you stick up for should better your relationship, or let you know what you want in a girl/guy.


Monday, March 22, 2010

Excruciating Pain From Being an Athlete

I consider myself an athlete- someone who pushes until they break, someone who tries their hardest, someone who will go through angonizing pain just to get better at what they do, someone who enjoys running around and getting sore in areas that were never meant for you to get sore. I am an athlete.


It was the first day of tryouts and we got an email telling us to bring our tennis shoes instead of our cleats...this is when I began to worry. The day before I had just fell off my longboard on the the concrete--that was not forgiving. I had a huge gash on both of my hands, down my side, and on my elbow. I kept on riding after that. The day of tryouts my legs were so sore from the whole day of longboarding before.

When I heard that we needed to only bring out tennis shoes I knew we would be only running. We started off with a mile and a half. All I wanted to do was give up and walk. Just stop running. It would have been so easy. It had been the thing I wanted most to do, but I did not do it. I kept running, I pushed through, because I knew that in the end I would be so proud of myself for not stopping. That even though I was going what felt like hell now, that I was able to push through and conquer that run. the rest of that practice we conditioned. The next was the same thing, but ten times worse, because my legs were sore from the day before. Yesterday was the first day we actually touched a soccer ball. I am so sore, but so proud of myself for all the hardwork i've done. These are the benefits of being an athlete.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Free Pizza For a Year

So my boyfriend told me about the Toppers opening up across the street from his work, and the first 50 people who buy something from them on opening day get free pizza for a year! I got really excited, who would not want free pizza!? I decided to tag along and sleep at Toppers!

Yesterday I had early release from school. So after school I met up at Toppers with my boyfriend, and his friend Nick. They were already there, because he does not have a 7th hour. So we ended up being the second group. There was a group before us and they had stayed there since the day before.
The weather outside was beautiful. It was probably about 40-50 degrees outside, and the sun was shining!--I tell you this, because later in the story you will be shocked.

A little bit later when other people started to arrive around 1 o'clock we started a soccer game with a bunch of the people in line. It was a lot of fun, because you met knew people and at this point the first four groups were the only people there. We got to know the first three groups really well. We met Jordan who was 39, His friend Joey, Wisconsin (that's what we called him), This guy who had blond hair, Ci Ci, her boyfriend Jake, Lizzie, and Katie.

We played so many sports, football, soccer, volleyball, Hacky Sack, baseball, kickball, and ghost-n-the-graveyard. It would get really intense.

After awhile more and more people started showing up. Everyone had tents set up, because of the weather warning. At nine DJ Jay showed up, and by this time the older guys have been drinking. During the Cupid Shuffle this guy knocks down Jordan and Wisconsin's drinks, and all the yuck spilled right in front of my tent. I had to clean it all up, and This guy who knocked it down had been getting high all day. So he was out of it.

That guy ended up getting in trouble. My boyfriend, Nick, and I were in Ci Ci's tent playing cards when we all heard something going down. We are all looking out the tent when we see three cop cars, the high guy getting dragged out of his car into a cop car, and Joey on the ground. There was so much commotion. We ended up getting out of the tent and watching the rest of it. While the high guy was sitting in the cop car he kept blowing kisses to Ci Ci and me, and I just laughed the whole time he was doing this, because it was kind of comical. This guy thought he was really cool and that he was capable of gaming while he was sitting in a cop car.

At twelve the Toppers Guy brought out pizza for everyone. Then My boyfriend, Nick, and I decided to go into our tent, because it was raining. As we were laying, we would have conversations with the tent to the left of us, and to the right of us, you could hear a little bit of the couple doing the nasty deed. I just droned them out and went to bed.

In the morning we literally woke up to a winter-NOT-a wonderland. It had just been 50 degrees yesterday and now it was snowing! Everywhere there was a good foot of snow! We then realize that during the night some people tried to cut in line and say they were first. There was a sign that said the line needed to start going to the right, but the Toppers guy said, the day before that, the line needed to go to the left, because he did not want to block the entrance to Quick Trip. The people ended up having to go to the end of the line. Everyone sang, "Nanana Na Nanana Na, hey hey...goodbye!", as they were walking to the back of the line.

When there was one hour left, we all had to get into a straight file line. I ended up being the 9th person in line, and proceeded to be the 9th person to order something from the Kenosha Toppers.

It was awesome. I would do it all over again. It was good to meet new people and experience all the four seasons in one whole day. I recommend that if you have a Toppers opening anywhere near you, you choose to participate in the overnight excurtion!



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