Summer’s officially here!
For me, anyway. School let out for the summer today in our town’s school district, so we’re finally free! Except, I have a few exams I still need to take in about a week, but still, FREE! So this summer, I have a new goal! Yeah, just one, but the quantity isn’t the most important thing, it’s the quality. And my goal is to start up on a little gymnastics! Here are some things I want to get into this summer and hopefully perfect.
- Flexibility. Obviously, this is a no-brainer when it comes to this sort of thing. And I guess I don’t mean to perfect it, but I need to work on it so I can perfect these other things. Since I’m beginning yoga, it’s already improved my flexibility, but I have a long way to go.
- Side and front splits. This basically has to do with flexibility, but I want to get them down really good.
- A back walkover. I’ll probably have to keep practicing my bridging so as I can confidently and easily lower into one, and then I’ll practice the walkover.
- A back handspring. This sounds super scary, but once I can perfect the bridge and the walkover, this shouldn’t be too too terribly difficult.
- One handed cartwheel. Doesn’t sound to difficult, right?
- An aerial cartwheel. Now this one is really terrifying looking, but I’m sure I could work up to it if I tried.
So, this is my goal this summer. I guess all it really takes is building your strength, balance, and flexibility. And with my gym membership and my yoga, I think this could be possible.
And at least it’s something I can do alone, to fill the empty summer days that lay ahead/ Because, you know, even though my boys say they want to spend the whole summer together, most days, I’ll be alone, chillin’ on a beach towel in my front yard, soaking up the rays singularly. Besides, I find I perform my best in life, when I’m working toward something. I need things to keep me up and motivated.
So, Hello summer. Let’s get this party started, ay?
Romeo; trust me babe, I know.
I’m sorry that girl used you like that. I hate girls these days. Hate all of them! They’re evil. They lure guys in, use ‘em, and toss ‘em when they’re done, like the latest fad that just went out of season.
Girls are witches, and the guys around here, they’re players.
We’re bound to get hurt. We are.
Sad
We had to give Mitt over to our friends, this lady who takes in and rescues kitties, because it turns out he was too young to be away from his mommy yet. We had no idea how to take care of him and he would have died if we kept doing what we were.
It’s sad, but at lease he will be healthy and happy now ;_;
This is my new baby Mittens Romney! He is just about six weeks old and the sweetest thing this side of the Georgia peach ^-^
I finished Mockingjay today.
I cried a little because I didn’t want it to end.
I loved The Hunger Games trilogy. So much so, that I don’t know the words to express it. I’m totally going to re-read them very soon. And that’s possible because thanks to some awesome people, I own the boxset of the hardbacks, so they are at my disposal at all time :D
Katniss is an amazing character. She is strong, brave, and determined. Best female character I’ve ever encountered.
Suzanne Collins is my new idol. Her work is phenomenal.
Well that was unexpected
The dream begins as the door to a hotel room is shut.
There’s me and a guy. We are wearing formal looking clothing and it appears that we just got back from some place fancy. I don’t know why I was even with this guy. He held some familiarity and I’m thinking I might have caught who he was supposed to be, and that made it even more weird (not to mention terrifying). But I didn’t have a good long look because the next thing I knew, I was pressed against the wall and he started kissing me. I guess I didn’t find this unusual, because I started kissing him back. My fingers running through his hair and across his face. My fingers fall down to his shirt and I start to unbutton it.
It goes further, but then there is a knock on the hotel door and it’s my parents. I go over and twist the lock.
And then I wake up.
It was thoroughly disturbing. It was.
I was mad at James
Because sometimes he can be such a jerk. But in such an unjerky manner :/
So, I was planning on ignoring him. That’s a lot more complicated than it sounds.
So Brandon calls me and tells me to meet him in my backyard, because he wants me to come over and jump on his trampoline with him. So, ya know, I slip on my Michigan hoodie and walk across my backyard and meet him. He starts complaining that his knee is hurting so he makes me carry him all the way down the street to his house. When we get there, he hops down and then I see James laying across the trampoline looking all tan and gorgeous.
I try to ignore him at first, or at least appear uninterested in his company. Yeah. That works. Not. I couldn’t ignore him. It’s like, when he’s out of sight for a while, I can kind of work it out with myself and tell me that James is just whatever, I don’t even like him. But when he’s anywhere around me, I just cave and it’s hopeless.
And oh my word, when he looked at me and winked with his gorgeous brown eyes, it’s like I just melt. I can’t control how I feel about him. It’s as hopeless as trying to tell a polar bear that he doesn’t like ice. Stupid. Pointless. And a big fat freaking lie.
