Hey, blogettes! I'm so sorry I haven't been updating this blog a lot. I have been super busy, and enjoying the teenage on the go lifestyle, that has been treating me quite well actually. I have learned to listen better, pay attention to the details, even the small ones, and be more organized. I don't have the getting the facts right down just yet as I found out today during cross country practice. At the state meet, our team actually got first out of all the class 3A and 4A schools in the state, so we have a lot of pressure on our shoulders nearing the end of the season, and that meet. I'm so nervous, and the coach said that since we have such a large team that it isn't required for all of us to go, and besides this year there is an entry fee, and stuff like that making it hard for some people to be able to go.
I'm going to go because it sounds awesome, and I think since I have improved so much this season, that I have what it takes to represent my school, at the state meet. I feel like there needs to be at least one person from the smaller school there to represent, and show them that it is not about the bigger school, it is about how well our team sets aside our differences to go out there and kick some butt. We have been doing that at our past two meets with second place finishes in both of them. I can tell that the whole team is getting better because at our first meet, we just barely placed. In our second meet, we placed, but we were't in the spots that ranked. Those are the spots where everyone wants to be. Those are the spots that according to our coach gives that team the confidence to go off to their next meet, and kick some more butt because they have something like that to look forward to.
I just have even more confidence now that I know that I am a part of a team that is currently holding a state title. Yeah, there is some pressure to go out there at every meet and be good, because all the other teams have stereotypes of us, because we are the champions, but it also means that we are humble about it, and sometimes we are good sports, and we let other teams win for a change. Not anymore though, it is time that our guns, and our second winds come out, and we get that kick to go out there, and push ourselves to go faster than ever before because it really is go time now. We need to show the world what our true game faces look like, and that they will have to fight hard to be with us. We are the big dogs that rock the house, and to roll with us, you really need to bring it, and expect by the time we are done with you, that you will have a new outlook on the sport, and you will realize that what you were doing wasn't good enough because you could still give more.
Now I know why we have a cheer that is something about being champions and going out there, and leaving it all behind because that is what it takes and stuff. Now I know why everyone is pressuring me to be better, and to go hard and not give up. We are a team that does not give up, and it only gets stronger. However, with all the injuries we have had this season, that may put the title on the line, and those who are fast need to be faster, and those who are in the middle of the pack need to break free, and those who are in the back need to speed it up because this year, it will really take all of us to keep that title our own. I know that I want to look back on this season and say that I gave it my all, and I really proved to myself that I can do anything. I grew as a person, and my eyes were open. I went through things that I thought were impossible a couple of months back. Now, I know that nothing is impossible if people just push themselves to practice and try harder at the thing.
The musical is coming a long just fine, and so are the dance moves. I have learned to trust some of the high schoolers because in some scenes I will be on their shoulders or have to do something that involves them making contact with me in places where normal contact is not made. I know that sounds really gross and wrong, but there was no better way to describe it. I have also tested the patience of some people, and I bet that by the end of the show, they will just want to yell or do something to get me to shut up and go away because I ask too many questions.
Our first dance is this Friday night, and I am going through the struggle of not knowing what to wear to it, as do all of the other teenage girls that attend these things. I always look like crap, compared to everyone else. I don't belong to a certain group of people that go out and dance, because when I try to dance with friends, I always feel like I am unwelcome around the popular people because I am one of those crazy dorks who doesn't have the coolest clothes or status making me a person to avoid because they could get my germ of low popularity.
Another anti bullying day is in the makings, but this time, I was the inspiration. Notes crossed the line, and there were these three girls who were bully victims themselves that talked with our principal and said that enough was enough, and we needed to have a day to show people just how damaging the effects of bullying were to the victim even if they didn't show them right away. I told them that it wasn't necessary because I was fine, and that things were okay because no one else was being hurt, and that is my outlook on bullying. Yes, it is wrong, but it is okay because I can take it, and no one else is getting hurt. Better me than someone who can't take it.
Oh, and another side note, last time I checked, we were in middle school, and most of us are teenagers who can make wise choices. We should be able to think about our actions better, and know that other people know what they are doing, and they know they made a mistake, and they will fix it. They don't need you telling them what to do all the time because that really gets on their nerves because that is just the way that the human's brain works. It thinks for itself, but when someone says something the brain could go haywire meaning it feels like it made a mistake when it made a small ice which isn't a huge deal like everyone who tells you what to do makes it seem.
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