Cheer

Everyday this week I had cheer clinics, they were from 7:30 until 10:00 which completely threw off my entire process of after school. You see, I have been out of season for about two months and I have grown very accustomed to being lazy. Usually I stay up late talking on the phone or chatting on facebook and then wake up for school complain about being tired and come home to take a nice long nap and then I will squeeze in homework a shower and dinner then pass back out for bedtime. It doesn’t sound like much fun but I promise its great. I love sleep if you couldn’t tell. Anyways, cheer clinics completely wore me out, I would come home from school and take a nap as always I would eat dinner and then go to clinics however when I got home at ten oclock I would have a lot of homework to do and I would have to stay up extremely late doing it, speaking of which I don’t understand why the teachers pack in so much homework right before summer. (Sorry Im always getting off topic but it needed to be said) Cheer clinics not only left no time for homework but also made it hard to focus in class for a few reasons. First I was tired and in a permanent zone mode and second the only thing that was running through my head were the cheer the chant and the dance over and over. But the worst part of all was that I WAS SO SOREEEE! I haven’t stayed in shape while I was out of season because I was too bust being lazy like I said earlier but boy did I regret it. We had to hold our middle splits for five minutes and do about 80 jumps and that was just warm ups. I could barely walk all week. But thankfully all of my hard work paid off and I made the team. I cant wait for another season on cheering on the lions. Maybe next time ill stay in shape over my off season… or maybe not (:

Prom helper

This weekend my sister went to prom. It was a crazy day she woke up so early and so did I because I had to help her get ready. Of course she was complaining even though I was trying to help… it wasn’t good enough. You know how girls are. I curled her hair first which was a bad idea because she got hot and put it up so I had to do it again at the end. Next I helped her do her make up which had to be “dark enough to be seen across the room but light enough to look natural” which I’m pretty sure is impossible so I started out light with the blush eye shadow and mascara and added more until she told me to stop then I painted her nails… three different layers because I had to get just the right shade of purple to match her dress. Then I had to get the blow dryer to dry them fast so she would mess them up on something. After that she put her dress and had to help pin it so it wouldn’t fall down while she was dancing and then like I said I redid her hair. She was finally ready and we waited a half an hour for her friends to come over. I was the photographer too. We were supposed to go to Creekside to take picture but that didn’t work out so we ended up taking them in my front yard. I was nervous that they wouldn’t be good but the turned out great and my sister looked like a princess… I’m just glad that all my hard work paid off

Sleepover

This weekend my friend Alli slept over. I love her. We met in 8^th grade on the dance team and we have been close ever since. We went to canes for dinner and then our friend Kiff picked us up we went driving around all overt he place and ended up getting lost. He had two baby kitties in the car and so we ended up parking in some parking lot and playing with them for a while. There was a black one and a tan one we named them max and Naomi. They were adorable and they fell asleep in my lap. After a half hour or so we figured that we should try to find out way home. So we hit the road again. It took us a while but we made it back to my house. I tried to smuggle the kitties in under my shirt because Kiff said that we could keep them for the night. I don’t think that I would have had to sneak them in if my dad was allergic but we got caught and I had to run them back out to the car before Kiff left. Anyways, now that me and Al were home we had nothing to do so we turned on the TV of course nothing was on but commercials but we came across one of those shows that was like “greatest inventions of the 90’s” one of the inventions was the shrinky dink machine… A machine that has special plastic paper that you drawn and putt in the over to make smaller. Me and alli looked at each other at the exact same time and said I HAD ONE OF THOSE. We decided that it might be funny to make one now so we went down in my basement to get in wiped off the dust and went at it... we make BFF charms and cute little baseballs for our boyfriends and we felt like we were little kids again. To add to the mood we decided to go on a bike ride. We just went around the neighborhood and it was getting late so we came home. It was short but its pathetic how out of breath I was when I got home and how sore I was the next day. I came to the realization that little kids are in much better shape than the rest of us and I wish that working out was as easy as playing was back then. Anyways, me and alli were extremely tired from our long day of interesting adventures so we decided to watch a movie. Too bad we passed out after the first thirty minutes.

West Virginia

This weekend I went to West Virginia my grandparents as well as a few of my cousins live there. I was so excited to go because we don’t get to very much. My grandpa is my favorite person in the whole world. He is the hardest working person you will ever meet. He has worked for everything in his life. His family owned a farm and he had to work there at a very young age. He was expected to pay for his car when he turned sixteen as well as gas and anything else that he wanted to do growing up. When he was old enough to get married he built the house as well as supported his wife and four daughters. Still to this day he works very hard. He buys property fixes it up and sells it makes furniture and all that. However aside from being hard working he is so funny and easy going. He is fun to be around and an all around great person I hope that I can grow up to be just like him. He’s my idol. However, he isn’t the only reason that I like going to WV. I love seeing my cousins too. They are all rough and tough boys who aren’t afraid of getting dirty. We get into all kinds of stuff. Cow tipping hide and seek in the corn stalks bon fires playing at the farm hiking four wheeling and so much more. It is so much fun. Bu you know what they say… too much of a good thing can be a bad thing. I can’t imagine living there. They live in buffalo west Virginia and it is such a small town… if you think Gahanna is bad then you have no idea. However, for a short period of time it is the BEST!

Baby sitting

This weekend I had to babysit three kids Tyler Tyran and Taylor they are 4 6 and 7 and they came over to my house. I have done a lot of babysitting in my years but I have never dealt with kinds as rowdy as those three. I was with them for five hours and I for paid fifty dollars but it was beyond hectic. I will NEVER do it again. I guess I understand why I got paid so well now. They literally destroyed my house broke the garage door opener tried to set of fireworks inside threw food and napkins all over the floor got a stain on my moms favorite and very expensive rug. I had glue and glitter in my hair and bruises on my legs. The could not stay entertained. We would start one thing and five minutes later they would be complaining about being bored. I had to cook for them three times… I swear that they are never full but the shining light at the end of my tunnel the one thing that kept me going was the thought that they would have to get tired sooner or later but I couldn’t have been more wrong. They only got more hyper as time went on. I was counting down the minutes until they had to leave but of course their parents were late. That’s just my luck… moral of the story… baby sitters deserve more credit than they deserve.

Baseball

This weekend I went to my boyfriend Nick’s baseball game. It was his last game of the school season. Quite a few of them for rained out. That’s the problem with spring sports, but I went to almost all of his home games. It’s rough to be a baseball girlfriend. Especially when you don’t like the sport very much. The games are either cold and windy or way too hot, the fans expect you to be quiet and there are way too many things to keep track of. Not to mention the way that they spit sunflower seeds is disgusting. Don’t get me wrong I don’t HATE it because it is something to do but it’s not my favorite by any means. You see Nick plays catcher, I'm fully aware of how important the position is but I can’t even see him. The umpire stands in the way and I’m sitting there staring at the old mans backside for a good two hours... that is no ones ideal Friday night. Id rather watch the pitcher hike his leg up real high before they pitch or the people in the outfield collide because they are too busy trying to gage the ball that they don’t realize their surroundings, or even the ritual the batter takes every time before he bats. I’ve always wondered what would happen if they couldn’t do that just one time... would it really make a difference? I think maybe baseball just isn’t my sport.

The musical

This weekend I went to see the school musical Thoroughly Modern Millie. Usually I hate musicals but all of my friends were going so I figured id five it a try and I was extremely pleased with what I saw. I actually liked it! The ticket price (10 dollars) was a little steep but I think it was well worth it. It took place in the era of the flapped (the 50s) and showed the struggle of a young girl to fight for her dreams. Millie moved to New York bobbed her hair wore short skirts and was ready to take on an acting career but she found that it was as easy as she thought. As soon as she got there her bag was stolen and she had no one to go to for help she ran into a man named Jimmy who came across as a jerk but ended up helping her by sending her to Hotel Pricilla which took in young actresses with out rent for a while. Here Millie found her best friend Miss who was used to the finer things in life. Together they devised a plan to get Millie a job as a secretary for Mr. Trevor Graden who Millie planned on marrying for money not love. After she got the job and the nick-name John for being so efficient she was sure that the plan was working. Until, she ran into Jimmy again. They snuck into a hole in the wall bar and got caught. After spending the night in jail together Jimmy kissed her and had Millie all mixed up. Does she follow her heart or her mind? The confusion was even worse when she saw Trevor leaving Miss’s room that night. She was heart broken and figured she would have to follow her plan after all. She went to work to find her phone ringing off the hook with calls from Jimmy trying to explain and Miss all over Trevor. They were in love or so it seemed and now Millie had no one. She went home with a heavy heart but saw Jimmy outside her window. It turns out that Jimmy was Miss’s brother and he was telling her that he was in Love with Millie. Love prevailed and they lived happily ever after.