Gosh.
I just got back from Matty’s house, where me and my family and he and his family all enjoyed a good Napoleon Dynamite viewing session. It was flippin’ amazing.
Anyway, on to…today. Today. What is there to say about today? First off, I really do like it when people are gone on the ski trip. Not because certain people are gone, but because it means things like playing outside during class and going to G’s thrice in two days.
Does anyone else get shin splints, or am I alone on this one?? After playing basketball for about forty-five minutes, I had ’em pretty bad. Like, to the point that I couldn’t even walk. I literally had to crawl inside. That’s partially why I don’t play organized basketball or soccer and stuff anymore. It hurts. Like, it feels like your bones are made of glass, and even walking around makes it seem like your leg is just going to snap and you’re going to crumple to the floor in a not-so-graceful manner and then like five or seven people will point at you and laugh. And that makes it really really hard to walk nine holes on a golf course for two hours. My shins still hurt…and it’s REALLY starting to get annoying. I hate it!! And I’ve only met like one other person who ever gets them. WHY ME?? So painful…
Hey, wouldn’t it be cool if when you sang with a vibrato your whole body shook instead of just your vocal cords? Like, some old lady is beltin’ out this really high note and she just starts shuddering uncontrollably. Like to the point that she falls over. Or drills a hole in the floor. That’d be pretty much totally hilarious, and I’d probably be one of the four or six people that would laugh at her. You know…I think this seemed more funny when I brought it up in choir than it does now. But oh well.
Did you know that it’s…FRIDAY?!?! No more school!! For a couple days!! But guess what….IT’S THE FOURTH QUARTER!!!!!!!!!
And do you know what that means? I have one more quarter to go, and then I’m done with high school. For about forever. That seems so crazy. You go through school all the way from kindergarten always thinking about how graduating from college and leaving home seems so far away. Even during junior year and the first part of senior year it seems like you still have some time.
But all the sudden it’s dawning on me just how fast slipped by. Kinda scary. I’m gonna wake up tomorrow and be a sixty-eight and a half year-old retired train engineer and will have moved to New Mexico. And I probably won’t get any social security or anything from the government cause they’ll have screwed up the policies so badly that there won’t be any money left by then.
“Darn politicians!” I’ll say angrily as I feebly shake my fist in the air.
Hmmm….Kinda gives you the shivers.
The thing to do is put water inside a styrophome cup and freeze it, then peel off part of the outside like a popsicle, then rub it up and down the inside of your shin bones, a couple minutes on each leg until the flesh is completely numb. Then stick it back in the freezer. That’s doctor reccomended. I did it and it took a couple of months, but the splints started to subside. You can conquer this, Ansen! Oh, plus I jsut wrote this song called always. I’ll show it to you sometime
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My Bad. Let’s do that again:
I was required to take up some sort of physical exercise for my lifetime wellness class….I decided to start running daily with some of the guys on my floor…After the first few minutes of running I noticed that I was laying on the ground wheezing and hacking, but luckily there were some guys there to carry me back to my room…Thats why I don’t play organized sports…plus I’m just not good…
So in reading your posts, my eyes wandered over to your new google ads…well the first one I saw was entitled “Sexy girls and Sexy Guys” and had the description ‘video conferencing & mingling! Having fun on the internet!’ I found that kindof strange. But I guess my point is, yeah, Napoleon Dynamite is funny.
shin splints is the reason i don’t play organized sports, either (so now you’ve met two people. and they can come in handy sometimes… i would tell the story, but it’s kinda long, so if you really want to know, just ask me). anyway, i was just wondering… how many songs are there with the name “always”???
I can’t identify with the shin splints as much as I can with the waking up at age 63 1/2. That’s a pretty big fear of mine, though when it comes I don’t think I will mind.
For my 19th birthday, Doug wrote me a card with the poem by Housman about Cherry Trees. Beautiful. I have it framed on my desk. You should read it some time. It will make you feel worse, and then maybe a little bit better.
also read eclessiastes 12:1-7… It’s a poemabout getting older. :D