Day 111: Freezing Cold

Floral dress, green sweater, TOMS.
As you can tell, Im having some technical difficulties trying to get these pictures on the blog. Theyll be up shortly.
You can also tell that Im having weather difficulties. Yes, it is 50 degrees outisde and Im wearing a dress. Everybody keeps asking me if Im cold. I dont know what they expect me to sat when they ask such a question, because Im obviously cold. Are they dumb? Apparently.

Day 110: Awkward

     Patterned flowy top, jean shorts, TOMS, grey bandeau.
     So, after what I'm about to tell you you will never trust me again.
     Allow me to explain:
     I made varsity.  It was a last minute change and I was so close to not making it that it was so unbelievable.  But I made it.  Yay Maddy!
     So my melodramatic rant was pretty much for nothing.  My apologies.
   

Day 109: Disappointment

     Green shirt, white beandeau, floral skirt, sandals.
     Well, I worked my butt of for three weeks inside and outside of the pool. I got up at 4:45am to do morning practices and stayed up until 3:00am after my post-school practices to keep up with my grades. It was three weeks of me trying my hardest, losing 8 pounds, and getting as fast as I could be.
     In the end, my best wasnt good enough.
     I didnt make varsity swimming. Im a junior in high school that cant make varsity at a sport that Ive been swimming for a decade.
     The thing that stings is that I was so close. Coach picked the top 4 swimmers from each event and I was number 5. Of course.
     And its not like I have a whole lot going for me. I mean, I have this blog. Its not like I have a boyfriend to fall back on though. I mean with my stellar qualities you would think I have 6 of them right? Wrong. I dont. I have a dog that I cuddle with occasionally, depending on his mood. I have food to confide in. That always manages to make me feel better.
     Basically, Im heartbroken. Im the joke of the aquatics team. This should be an interesting season. Stay tuned.

Day 108: Blisters

     Steve Madden boots, black shorts, patterned shirt.
   
Blisters are the shortened term for a patch of skin that has been rubbed so much that the friction has caused the skin to rise and the space in between is filled by body fluid. Pretty gross right? And blisters hurt. The fluid is supposed to help the pain, but it still hurts. They slowly heal but they always leave a scar, no matter how much you try to ignore the blemish and leave it alone.
The reason you have the blister in the first place is because you were working hard to acheive something, and that hurtful blister got in the way.
If you poke and prod at the senstive spot, the pain intensifies and agrivates it. More pain.
The pain wont go away for a long time. You have to deal with the constant nagging and throbbing. No matter how hard you try, it will always be there too.
We arent talking anout blisters anymore...

Day 107: Waterworks

Black shirt, salmon bandeau, jeans, sandals.
If we all collectivly sang our way through life, the world would be such a beautiful place. It would be filled with song and dance and a great way to feel emotions. Maybe thats just the drama queen in me speaking, because I do love deep ballads. I think that if everyone was as emotional as me, though, everyone would be crying all the time. Maybe happy tears, maybe sad. But that would be a lot of water, and thats a lot to handle.
My future husband better come with a Shamwow on his shoulder, because I have a lot of tears to soak up...

Day 106: Happy Lent To You ALL

Yellow shirt, jeans, TOMS.
Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. And for all you Christians out there, get ready for 40 days of pure temptation. What are you giving up this year? Im giving up soda. Soda is my coping mechanism, so we'll see how the next month pans out. But sometimes we just have to make sacrifices. Lent is a good way to remember what is important and nessacary in life.
This period of time is meant to be celebrated because Jesus gave up his life for us, so we can sacrifice a little bit of our lives for him. We're pathetic compared to him and what he did for us.
Im not trying to shove religion down anyones throats. Basically, I just want to give my beliefs. I know that Jesus died for us and that he is the way to happiness and eternal life. If I kept that to myself, that would be selfish of me.

Day 105: Traffic School

     JCrew jacket, black dress, Lucky Brand belt.
     Eight hours is a long time.  Do you know what you can do in eight hours?  Lots of things.  You can watch Titanic... twice.  You can plot and commit a stealthy murder.  You can go to prom and have a before and after party.
     There are so many productive or entertaining things you can do in eight hours.  It would be a shame to waste them.  On Saturday I spent eight hours doing something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.
     Traffic school.
     Truly the biggest waste of time I've ever experienced.  It was basically an eight hour course on how to avoid cops.  I was the youngest person there by about 50 years.  I ate lunch by myself.  I was forced to do traffic school because I got a ticket.  I don't really want to talk about that though.
     I don't really remember anything the traffic instructor said, but who cares its not like I'm being tested on it.  I spent the duration of the hour with a black pen in my hand giving myself a tattoo sleeve.  It was a work of art. I also napped on accident.
     I suggest never having to do traffic school.  Do it online if you do have to do traffic school.  It was absolutely awful.