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Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Dear Diary: Lost Artifacts Brought up From the Past

You're digging around in a box from when you were little.
All of a sudden, you come across a battered notebook.
Opening it, you find scrawls of your childhood.
This isn't an archeological dig finding...
Unless your attic is a dig site.

I was talking with my friend the other day, and she looks at me and says, I found a journal from when I was a kid. I was really messed up! When I asked her what she meant, she replied, Oh, just pages and pages of 'I hate my dad, I hate Sarah(Her little sister)' But, nothing about my mom. I loved my mom. I also had drawings of my dad and sister getting killed or laughed or something else bad happening.
So that got me thinking. What if I was messed up as a kid, too?
So I found a journal. Not much, but it was filled with stories a couple pages in, then suddenly ended, then a new one started. And so the cycle continued.
Not only that, all the characters had names like Nellie Narkinesianalmiothyoulinkjusher or something.

I was weird.
I picniked this!! If you can read the words, it's funnyish.



Saturday, May 14, 2011

A Swimmer's Typical Saturday

I Am A Swimmer
I'm writing this so other people know why I'm so tired all the time.
People who don't see me after one of these, I'm pretty tired.
Let me tell you why.
Wake up= different times. Today was 6:00, so not too early.
    Get dressed in a swimsuit that squishes your shoulders(I am a girl...).
Pack a giant bag with food and clothes and 2 towels, like you are going on a trip to a beach a billion miles away.
Get in the car.
Drive for an hour or so, but not enough time to catch a few Z's.
Involuntarily jump into a pool that feels like they just scooped the ice out and swim a warmup.
Swim 1-5 races during a meet anywhere from 3-6 or 7 hours.
 After each race, talk to a coach about it, then dash to your soaking wet towel, grabbing a slurp of Gatorade and a handful of whatever snackies you brought.
Drag yourself home.
Do It Again On Sunday...
  

I love to swim!! :)

 I was experimenting with font colors... :)
And, seriously, swimming is super fun. It isn't all fun and games, but you get a sense of accomplishment and a great workout. So, please, don't think I was ranting. I just wanted to get it out there.

:)