Thursday, August 9, 2012

Velveeta Cheese-Real or Not Real?

Look at me- posting more than once in a week. Spiffy, right? I honestly have nothing of great importance to say, but I thought I would post anyway.
Now. With regard to the title. I am an avid Hunger Games fan, and a less avid Velveeta cheese fan. As a matter of fact, I don't even really like it. But I eat it. I  can't tell you why I eat it.  I have no idea. But for some reason, Velveeta 'cheese' is what I always crave after swim practice. I have no idea why. But every day, after I swim, I come home and request (or make) a grilled 'cheese' sandwich. And then I eat it.
     This, of course, raises a great internal struggle. I do have a taste for the finer cheeses in life, but I somehow manage to lower my standards to Velveeta. Velveeta? Vel-Veeeet-aaa. Why is it called that? I don't rightly know. I will do some research on the matter and report back shortly.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Now that I have something to say...

 Heh. That awkward moment when you realize your best friend has a life outside of you...I don't even know what to do with myself. Okay. Not really. I know exactly what to do with myself-blog! I have been taking a lot of grief for not posting as of late, and I don't like getting grief. There were two ways to stop getting grief.

  1. Grow a beard and move into a cottage and live out my days raising yaks 
  2. Or post. 
It took me a while to decide which was easier, but as I did not know a fine purveyor of yaks (or beards, for that matter) I decided to post. So here I am. 
I would love to say that I have had the most exciting summer that anyone could ever think of, but that would be incorrect. It has been a good summer, but I have not gone anywhere particularly exotic. That's okay though, I still have had a great year. Except for one thing. Driver's ed. I have been doing online driver's ed, and it has been a horror, filled with gory videos and lots of "I didn't need to know that!" and desperate boredom. Ugh. Soon I will be done though, and then all will be well. 
     With the start of school comes the start of swim. Am I super excited? YES! Will it again proceed to take over my life? PROBABLY! The Olympics have just made me more excited for swim. While I never aspire to greatness of that  magnitude (Missy Franklin is my favorite), they do make me want to swim better, faster, and smarter. I can't wait. But with the start of swim, comes the start of other classes. Ugh. I don't know if I'm prepared for that. But  I will face whatever comes my way with optimism and courage! Or maybe just binge bagel eating. 

Sunday, May 6, 2012

I didn't have big plans for an awesome drawing this week, so I uploaded a 
poorly drawn armadillo that looks like a dinosaur. I hear they have poor eyesight, so 
I gave him glasses. 
    Hello, all. I am posting! I have made a goal to post every Sunday. Who knows if it will actually happen, but it is a nice thought. Many things have happened since my last post. 
  • I saw the Hunger Games. I was not disappointed.
  • I had surgery on my evil sinuses. All went well and my nose is much happier.
  • Track season came and went, but I only got to run in one meet. I was out for two because of the surgery, and then I had a graduation to go to for the last one. 
  • School is almost over!!  
    That really isn't  very many things, but they are all very exciting. I can't wait for it to be summer.

Sunday, March 4, 2012


     Well this is embarrassing...starting a blog, and then never posting on it. I shall...I shall...turn over a new leaf! I will post! After all this time, I actually have quite a bit to say. Probably more than I have time for tonight. Firstly, swim season is over. I was at a loss, stunned into silence about the prospect of a real social life. I! (This was after the awkward but exciting swim banquet in which I won the rookie of the year award mostly because  I had a tendency to put my swim cap on sideways. Whoopee for me...)
     But the freedom was short lived. After a few weeks of laziness, I was restless and needed something to do. I didn't have to look far; in fact the answer to my boredom came in the form of a friend of mine, jumping up and down yelling "You WILL do track!". And so I did.
     I actually kind of hate running, but I decided to give it a try to see what it was like when you do it for fun. The first few days have NOT been fun, just because of one thing I overlooked when emotionally preparing myself to run: soreness. Not just run-of-the-mill vague discomfort, but agony that made me feel as though my muscles were crying in the terrible agony that can only come from lactic acid buildup. Ibuprofen made not a dent, and the only thing I could do is adopt a pathetic expression on my face and sit while others picked up things I dropped and brought me things. Poor, sad, out-of-shape me.
      Change of subject: I know that the purpose of this blog is not to discuss my medical issues, but after a traumatic experience at the ear nose throat doctor, I though I would share this very detailed diagram of my head.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

I'm Ba-ack!

     People have been upset lately that I have not been posting. They tell me that they miss my blog, and that I should post again. I then proceed to making an excuse. The reason I haven't been posting on my blog is because... and it goes downhill from there. The actual reason I haven't been posting on my blog is because of swimming. The season is officially over though, and I will now have time to exist.
     Swimming has actually been fun though, and I am kind of sad that it is over. I can do more push ups than last year, and I get to wear the cool team jacket. It is all worth it if you get to wear a cool jacket.
     Tomorrow is actually my birthday! I will be a year older than I am now, and three years older than I was three years ago. (How is that for specific?) I am probably most excited for the bacon I am having for breakfast. I love bacon. I got my own pair of figure skates (early) from my grandparents to give me something to do while I am not swimming. I was also given permission to see the midnight premier of The Hunger Games  so long as my mom won't have to pick me up in jail the next morning. I said we would have to see about the jail part, because I do have a tendency to become irrational late at night.
     Well, that's all for today, folks. I hope to be posting more lately!