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Breathing is better when you're not crying
(hopefully) Everyone knows it's easier to breathe when you're not sobbing your little eyes out. Like all babies, I cried when I was born, then stopped. Then cried again.The cycle continued for about six months or so. -
What's yours is mine and what's mine is.. wait what?
Three years old is about the right age for when a child learns to share. That's about it. -
Walls are not alternate routes..
.. neither are cabinets, doors, shelves, cliffs, rails, cars, fences, or the floor. Probably will find something to add to the list sometime in 2015. -
Doing backflips is not easy.. unless your name is Brock.
For eight years my brother was a gymnast, and despite knowing that he trained thirty hours a week and was awarded 1st place in almost a dozen national competitions, I thought it would be easy. I tried it for about eight months, and absolutely loathed how hard it was. It was a very, very humbling experience. -
Bluegrass is not music.. It's.. yodeling? choking? howling?
There was a time where my grandparents were absolutely obsessed with Bluegrass. Unaware of this strange, foreign sound, I made the awful mistake of visiting for an entire month. My first 'concert' was a gathering of bluegrass musicians all around the town square. I hid in the indian novelty store. Beware: http://youtu.be/kZxVYy30Fhs -
Life isn't all about the competition.
I loved to swim for a swim team. I attended every practice (as one should), was constantly improving, and was having a blast, except for when I had to go against other people. I swam on the team for three years, but absolutely hated the competitions. For me, it was all about improving myself, seeing what I could do better, rather than see how much better I was than some other kid. -
Run they said. It'll be fun they said.
Running for fun is like listening to your friend that's been hospitilized three times. It's the absolute worst idea ever proposed. Worth it? Probably not, but it's fun. sirens in the distance -
Just roll with the punches.
It occurred to me in the latter half of sophomore year that people's opinions don't always matter, and usually suck anyways, so I shouldn't always take them to heart. I used to be an incredibly emotional, very hurtable person. Now when someone decides they hate me, I see it as one less nuisance in my life. Plus I'm less stressful to be around. -
Princess? where are you princess?
You can't always commit to everything. I'm sure Mr. Prey wouldn't have minded my absence from STEM so much if I didn't always say I would be there, then never showed. He got his revenge though, a lovely pink helmet to go on the princess who never showed up to anything. Call me Elsa. http://youtu.be/DF_hcov4NQE
