The other day I kind of mentioned something about making a decision of sorts, and I basically just left it at that, a cryptic and sort of worthless statement that explained nothing. It has to do with debate, and it was actually a really big decision I made, and I couldn't have done it without the strong support of my mom.
I dropped debate.
In other words, I'm saying I quit debate. Saying I "dropped" it (referring mainly to dropping the class) is the cowardly way of admitting that I did in fact quit debate.
WHY YOU QUIT?!
Gah, so many people have asked that. I genuinely love debate, but this season is/was different. I think the largest part of it is that it is senior year and I have a lot of things riding on these two semesters, I can't afford to muck up. And considering when I finally made the decision during the summer that I wasn't going to debate at a collegiate level, things went bad.
It wasn't that I wasn't applying myself and not working hard, because I was doing both. Between things already getting in the way with school and the fact that my partner wasn't in the debate class with me, it made working, or attempting to work on case extremely difficult. I was stressing out way too much. There was three days last week when I came home crying because of the situation.
Up until today, I haven't said much about dropping debate. I switched from debate to music history eighth hour on Friday, and no one really noticed until today. Sure the other advanced debaters are slightly upset that they lost someone from the team, but I know that at least one person for sure doesn't blame me considering the amount of extra hard work I have to do this fall during the show to work on that theatre activity scholarship.
So there you have it. You know about my decision now, and to be truthfully honest, since Friday I've been so much happier. I've started throwing about debate papers I sure as hell don't need, and deleting stuff off my laptop. In general, I'm a lot happier.
days until the fall musical: 47
days until I become an adult: 129
days until graduation: 263
steps taken today: 1,998+ I really didn't do much walking today. WEIRD.
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
BEDA 19: team bonding
Today was day one of Old Settlers, and my God, this has to be the hottest one to date. It was miserable out there, but it was extremely worth it and wasn't as bad as it could have been if it wasn't for the fact that our National Forensics League team was all in it together. We had a freaking awesome time.
This is the first year we've had a booth at Old Settlers, we decided to finally do it this year to help fundraise for our traveling tournaments during both debate and forensics seasons. While other booths were selling jewlery, or baked goods, we were letting people pie teachers in the face for a mere $3. Let me tell you, it's extremely fun.
I didn't even have to work a shift today at the NFL booth, but I had absolutely nothing better to do then finish up my reading assignment I decided not to do last night that isn't due until Monday, so I walked downtown. And then eventually ended up staying the rest of the day. I was happy I did, it was extremely fun just to sit around and hang out with the team and watch students pie teachers in the face. Plus, I let my good friend Lizzy, who I mentored last year when she was a freshman for our thespian club, pie me in the face. She decided to add honey to the whip cream pie. The worst part about it was that she pied me at seven,and I didn't get to shower until about ten thirty, letting all that honey that ended up in my hair just sit in my mane and getting sticker than anything you could imagine in the hot sun. But it was so definitely worth it.
Today was awesome because: I got to pie my debate/forensics coach in the face. He told me it was declaring war, but it was worth it. I mean, how often do you get the chance to pie your coach?
days until the fall musical: 58
days until I become an adult: 140
days until graduation: 273
steps taken today: 13,751+
This is the first year we've had a booth at Old Settlers, we decided to finally do it this year to help fundraise for our traveling tournaments during both debate and forensics seasons. While other booths were selling jewlery, or baked goods, we were letting people pie teachers in the face for a mere $3. Let me tell you, it's extremely fun.
I didn't even have to work a shift today at the NFL booth, but I had absolutely nothing better to do then finish up my reading assignment I decided not to do last night that isn't due until Monday, so I walked downtown. And then eventually ended up staying the rest of the day. I was happy I did, it was extremely fun just to sit around and hang out with the team and watch students pie teachers in the face. Plus, I let my good friend Lizzy, who I mentored last year when she was a freshman for our thespian club, pie me in the face. She decided to add honey to the whip cream pie. The worst part about it was that she pied me at seven,and I didn't get to shower until about ten thirty, letting all that honey that ended up in my hair just sit in my mane and getting sticker than anything you could imagine in the hot sun. But it was so definitely worth it.
Today was awesome because: I got to pie my debate/forensics coach in the face. He told me it was declaring war, but it was worth it. I mean, how often do you get the chance to pie your coach?
days until the fall musical: 58
days until I become an adult: 140
days until graduation: 273
steps taken today: 13,751+
Saturday, August 6, 2011
BEDA 6: weird day
Today was such a weird day. I got up at 4:30 so I could head to the lake with my dad and go fishing while it was still some what cool, only to get woken up to lightening and my joints hurting which obviously meant it was raining. Though I guess, since I hadn't even bother to look outside, it was actually pouring. Which don't get me wrong, as badly as I wanted to go fishing I could deal with a nice torrential down pour considering how dry our spring and summer has been. We needed it. Mom was still nice enough to make us cinnamon rolls, so once dad got here we chowed down like we were getting ready to head out for a long day of fishing. Two hours later I went back to bed and slept for what seemed like forever.
My mom woke me up once again about one in the afternoon and asked me if I wanted to go with my dad to Wichita to Gander Mountain. I didn't know why we were going to Gander in the first place but I agreed since I hadn't been in this summer I wanted to see what new stocks they had and to see if I could find that turkey shot gun I had found a couple of years ago, though I'm positive I may never find it again...I eventually got up and showered and went to pick my dad up at four.
The trip to Wichita was tense but uneventful, unless you count too much road construction. Wichita has always had major construction somewhere in the city and we always end up getting stuck in it wherever we go. In at Gander, I didn't really find anything that caught my eye except for a man that looked strangely similar to my brother, except he was extremely rude, and a nice chair that I would have sat in for the rest of my life if my dad hadn't ushered me back to the hunting section of the store.
The thing about Gander is I usually find all this stuff that I really like but it's so freaking expensive. I've gotten to the point where I don't even bother asking for anything from Gander because I know the answer will be no and that I don't have enough money to purchase it from my own bank account. The price of ammunition has sky rocketed even over the last few months, I know it was expensive before but now it's just outrageous. A box of ammo for my .22 that I was looking at was $54.00, I nearly had a heart attack on the spot. Needless to say we usually only go to Gander to drool every once in a while and left empty handed.Side note, I wore one of my Bass Pro Shops shirt into Gander, I felt like a beast.
And then, of course, I got a random text message from Jake, someone on the debate team, telling me a bunch of the team was getting together to work on debate stuff and just hang out as a team. So after I got home and then went back out to do a couple errands for my mom I went to Jake's. Ended up, since I arrived a bit later than everyone else, that we were just watching Star Wars and talking about random things, some of it pertained to debate but most of it didn't. It was fun, I love being around my debate team, it's always a good time.
Came home early per request of my mom, which I was okay with because my joints were starting to hurt again. I really hope it starts to rain again, so I can sleep peacefully tonight, but I want it to stop in time for dad and I to go fishing tomorrow.
And I just now realized, that after writing all this I haven't explained why I thought to day was so weird. I just felt like I did a bunch of random things that was productive but yet I slept nearly all day...
My mom woke me up once again about one in the afternoon and asked me if I wanted to go with my dad to Wichita to Gander Mountain. I didn't know why we were going to Gander in the first place but I agreed since I hadn't been in this summer I wanted to see what new stocks they had and to see if I could find that turkey shot gun I had found a couple of years ago, though I'm positive I may never find it again...I eventually got up and showered and went to pick my dad up at four.
The trip to Wichita was tense but uneventful, unless you count too much road construction. Wichita has always had major construction somewhere in the city and we always end up getting stuck in it wherever we go. In at Gander, I didn't really find anything that caught my eye except for a man that looked strangely similar to my brother, except he was extremely rude, and a nice chair that I would have sat in for the rest of my life if my dad hadn't ushered me back to the hunting section of the store.
The thing about Gander is I usually find all this stuff that I really like but it's so freaking expensive. I've gotten to the point where I don't even bother asking for anything from Gander because I know the answer will be no and that I don't have enough money to purchase it from my own bank account. The price of ammunition has sky rocketed even over the last few months, I know it was expensive before but now it's just outrageous. A box of ammo for my .22 that I was looking at was $54.00, I nearly had a heart attack on the spot. Needless to say we usually only go to Gander to drool every once in a while and left empty handed.
And then, of course, I got a random text message from Jake, someone on the debate team, telling me a bunch of the team was getting together to work on debate stuff and just hang out as a team. So after I got home and then went back out to do a couple errands for my mom I went to Jake's. Ended up, since I arrived a bit later than everyone else, that we were just watching Star Wars and talking about random things, some of it pertained to debate but most of it didn't. It was fun, I love being around my debate team, it's always a good time.
Came home early per request of my mom, which I was okay with because my joints were starting to hurt again. I really hope it starts to rain again, so I can sleep peacefully tonight, but I want it to stop in time for dad and I to go fishing tomorrow.
And I just now realized, that after writing all this I haven't explained why I thought to day was so weird. I just felt like I did a bunch of random things that was productive but yet I slept nearly all day...
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