Sunday, March 30, 2008
What's Wrong With TV?
What’s wrong with TV? Why is it that so many of us use the TV as if we couldn’t live without it? The TV is addictive. It really is. It draws us into watching things that really don’t even matter in life. Like game shows for instance, when is the last time you watched a game show? Was it really necessary for you to watch it? Could you of been doing something else? Something you needed to get done, something productive? But you had to see if the contestant won the million dollars, right? A lot of the time when we watch TV we do it just because. We don’t really have a reason. Maybe we’re just bored and want something to do, or are too lazy to do the things we’re supposed to be doing. Most of us could just sit on the couch and search through channels and channels just to see if there is anything on, even though we’ve already gone through the channels twice before and know that there’s nothing on that would be worth watching. But yet, we still search. The TV is honestly addicting, it pulls us into many shows and movies, and even commercials. It’s like chips or candy, you can’t eat just one. Once you’ve gotten a taste and liked it, you have to go back for more. Think about it. A lot of us have our TV shows that come on once a week, and we’d die if we missed a new episode. But lucky for us, technology invented Te-bo, which lets us record our favorites so that we don’t miss anything important. So many things and new technologies make it so easy for us to be lazy. When I come home at the end of the day and walk in the door, most of the time our TV is on and my family is gathered around watching. Whether it be educational shows, cartoons, comedy shows, investigation shows, or even just the news, it catches the attention of them all. And when I arrive I can’t help but join in on the watching, and try to figure out what’s happening. I hadn’t even been watching the TV show, but yet I became so interested, so fast. When my family watches TV, they watch TV. They don’t like talking during the show, especially when people ask questions to try to understand. They hate that, it annoys them so bad. They become so into the show that they don’t care about anything else in the world it seems like. You have to wait for commercials to even get a question in about reality. It’s crazy how the TV does this. Another example is my mom. If you’ve ever watched the lifetime channel, you know there are a lot of shows about drama on there. My mom loves that channel, and can be caught watching it a lot. She doesn’t care if the show has just begun or if it’s in its last 15 minutes, she’ll get drawn in by the movie, and watch it until it’s over. I’ve caught her crying when watching a movie that she’s only seen the end of. I mean talk about getting your attention. She hadn’t even seen the show before, let alone she was only watching the last ten minutes. But it drew her in enough to make her cry. Addictive, that’s what the TV is. We get so caught up in the action and drama of the television that it takes us out of reality and places us in place where we just sit and watch. It shows us things that we know we don’t really have to be watching, but for some reason it just seems like you can’t get away. You’re stuck in the show, and you can’t get out of it. That’s what’s wrong with TV— once you’ve started, you just can’t seem to get enough.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Great Expectations
Great Expectations is a novel written by Charles Dickens that tells about a young boy who strives to be greater in many ways, but ends up realizing a lot of what wished for wasn’t really what he wanted. Many themes are illustrated in this book, such determination, self-improvement, and friendship. During the book Pip experiences these, along with the other characters. But one theme in particular that Pip finds is that affection and loyalty are more important than social advancement and wealth.
“Pip, dear old chap, life is made of ever so many partings welded together, as I may say, and one man’s a blacksmith, and one’s a whitesmith, and one’s a goldsmith, and one’s a coppersmith. Diwisions among such must come, and must be met as they come.”
- Dickens, Charles. Great Expectations. With Connections. Austin: Holt, Rinehart, and Winston, 1990. Page 237-238
This passage is said by Joe to Pip as a farewell after their awkward meeting in London. Pip, now a gentleman, has been uncomfortably embarrassed by both Joe’s commonness and his own lifestyle. Becoming a gentleman changed Pip’s life and brought length to his relationship toward Joe. While at the same time, Joe feels like a fish out of water in Pip’s luxurious apartment. They have just become so different now because of Pip’s expectations that being in each others presence has become awkward.
In the passage Joe is telling Pip that he does not blame him for the awkwardness of their meeting, but he does blame the natural divisions of life. He creates a metaphor of metalsmithing to describe these natural divisions: some men are blacksmiths, such as himself, and some men are goldsmiths, such as Pip. In these terms, Joe arrives at a wise and resigned attitude toward the changes in Pip’s social class that have driven them apart, and he shows his inner goodness and loyalty by blaming the division not on Pip, but on the unchangeable nature of humanity.
When Joe tells this passage to Pip, he tells it in a way that most people wouldn’t. Although Pip acts annoyed and uncaring towards Pip, Joe doesn’t change his voice and actions to match the situation. In other words, Joe doesn’t react in ways that some of us might, when talking to someone who doesn’t seem to care. He doesn’t change his values and act annoyed back, or become stubborn towards Pip. He takes it in and tells pip part of reality. Joe explains that even though he might not notice, Pip’s new way of life, or great expectations, have changed him, and others as well. He doesn’t see people the same as he should. He sees where people stand, or what their worth according to the world instead of who or what they really are.
By the time Pip realized what Joe had really said, he was gone. He didn’t have time to adjust his behavior and prove to him right then that he understood and wanted to change. He realized that one’s social status is in no way connected to one’s real character, and that wealth and class are less important than affection, loyalty, and inner worth. Although Joe said to have forgiven him for his choices of becoming a gentleman, Pip felt guilty for leaving behind the most important things for things that didn’t gain him much at all. He had lost part of a close relationship because of his wants to be higher and greater.
There are many examples of this theme illustrated in Great Expectations. All throughout the book there are many little things that happened that should have stuck out to Pip in helping him to realize what he was leaving behind. But a lot of the time Pip was too focused on what he wanted to become. Not realizing until later that what he had of loyal friends and affection towards others was far greater than what his desperately wanted expectations turned out to be.
“Pip, dear old chap, life is made of ever so many partings welded together, as I may say, and one man’s a blacksmith, and one’s a whitesmith, and one’s a goldsmith, and one’s a coppersmith. Diwisions among such must come, and must be met as they come.”
- Dickens, Charles. Great Expectations. With Connections. Austin: Holt, Rinehart, and Winston, 1990. Page 237-238
This passage is said by Joe to Pip as a farewell after their awkward meeting in London. Pip, now a gentleman, has been uncomfortably embarrassed by both Joe’s commonness and his own lifestyle. Becoming a gentleman changed Pip’s life and brought length to his relationship toward Joe. While at the same time, Joe feels like a fish out of water in Pip’s luxurious apartment. They have just become so different now because of Pip’s expectations that being in each others presence has become awkward.
In the passage Joe is telling Pip that he does not blame him for the awkwardness of their meeting, but he does blame the natural divisions of life. He creates a metaphor of metalsmithing to describe these natural divisions: some men are blacksmiths, such as himself, and some men are goldsmiths, such as Pip. In these terms, Joe arrives at a wise and resigned attitude toward the changes in Pip’s social class that have driven them apart, and he shows his inner goodness and loyalty by blaming the division not on Pip, but on the unchangeable nature of humanity.
When Joe tells this passage to Pip, he tells it in a way that most people wouldn’t. Although Pip acts annoyed and uncaring towards Pip, Joe doesn’t change his voice and actions to match the situation. In other words, Joe doesn’t react in ways that some of us might, when talking to someone who doesn’t seem to care. He doesn’t change his values and act annoyed back, or become stubborn towards Pip. He takes it in and tells pip part of reality. Joe explains that even though he might not notice, Pip’s new way of life, or great expectations, have changed him, and others as well. He doesn’t see people the same as he should. He sees where people stand, or what their worth according to the world instead of who or what they really are.
By the time Pip realized what Joe had really said, he was gone. He didn’t have time to adjust his behavior and prove to him right then that he understood and wanted to change. He realized that one’s social status is in no way connected to one’s real character, and that wealth and class are less important than affection, loyalty, and inner worth. Although Joe said to have forgiven him for his choices of becoming a gentleman, Pip felt guilty for leaving behind the most important things for things that didn’t gain him much at all. He had lost part of a close relationship because of his wants to be higher and greater.
There are many examples of this theme illustrated in Great Expectations. All throughout the book there are many little things that happened that should have stuck out to Pip in helping him to realize what he was leaving behind. But a lot of the time Pip was too focused on what he wanted to become. Not realizing until later that what he had of loyal friends and affection towards others was far greater than what his desperately wanted expectations turned out to be.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Great Grandma Nola
When’s the last time you spent four hours visiting with someone over the age of ninety? I know most of us don’t have many relatives or close ones that live to actually be that old, but there are some of us that are lucky. I happen to be one of those lucky ones. I’m the type of person who loves to be around older people. I love to hear what they have to say about their lives. Whether it be about when they were young and reckless, or gray and old, or even just the wise advice they have for everyone. I don’t know why but I really do find it interesting and entertaining to visit with the elderly. (So, if you ever need anybody to go visit some older ones, I would maybe go with you.)
This past weekend my family went up to visit my great grandmother. She is living in an assisted living home and is taken care of very well by her family, and the staff there. She has been in and out of the hospital escaping death many times, but has always seemed to make it through in the long run. She is doing a lot better now. She is on oxygen and medication, but not nearly as heavily as she was before. She is 92, and will be turning 93 during the summer.
Although she claims her life was “full of enjoyment and learning experiences,” she would prefer it if her life came to an end soon. Her relatives and close friends would love to have her stay around longer, but she feels the opposite way about life. “I hate being old,” she said, “It makes you feel… well, just old.” She told us this while visiting her almost every time we had to walk her somewhere. Whenever she takes a step her knees give her pain, causing her to take her time to get where she needed to go. She also is almost blind. She has special glasses that help a little, but for the most part she can only see figures and lot of purple dots. These add to her list of reasons to give up on life. She told us, “I’m knocking on heaven’s door, but no one’s answering.”
Well, I do have to say, thinking of her not being alive anymore really does make me sad. She is the most fun person to be around. She’s always making everyone smile with her funny jokes and stories. Even if they aren’t too funny themselves, the way she tells them, and the way she laughs and smiles will definitely crack a smile on anyone’s face. But out of all the stories and memories she tells, her dreams are the most interesting to listen to. Like one she told us about was while she was lying in a hospital bed. She had woken up to a purple room (that may of just been because of her eyes, but who knows?) that was filled will peaceful animals. She told us they were everywhere, all around her bed, just silently watching her. She called for her son to come in, but no one came. It was just her and the animals. But it was peaceful, she wasn’t frightened or scared, she was just amazed at what she was seeing. She said she saw a bright light, but then was woken up by her doctor for real. She told us she honestly thought she was dead, and then brought back to life again. Crazy story huh? That was just one of the many stories she’s told us about being “practically dead” as she calls it.
Although none of us would like to have her gone, I almost think that putting her out of her misery here on earth would be better for her. Not saying I’m going to kill her or anything. Just saying that if she were to die soon, I wouldn’t be able to get too upset over it because I know that she will be loving where she’s going a lot more. When she does go though, no one will ever forget the loving, thoughtful, and wonderful person she was while she was here. It’ll be hard to forget such an amazing lady like her.
This past weekend my family went up to visit my great grandmother. She is living in an assisted living home and is taken care of very well by her family, and the staff there. She has been in and out of the hospital escaping death many times, but has always seemed to make it through in the long run. She is doing a lot better now. She is on oxygen and medication, but not nearly as heavily as she was before. She is 92, and will be turning 93 during the summer.
Although she claims her life was “full of enjoyment and learning experiences,” she would prefer it if her life came to an end soon. Her relatives and close friends would love to have her stay around longer, but she feels the opposite way about life. “I hate being old,” she said, “It makes you feel… well, just old.” She told us this while visiting her almost every time we had to walk her somewhere. Whenever she takes a step her knees give her pain, causing her to take her time to get where she needed to go. She also is almost blind. She has special glasses that help a little, but for the most part she can only see figures and lot of purple dots. These add to her list of reasons to give up on life. She told us, “I’m knocking on heaven’s door, but no one’s answering.”
Well, I do have to say, thinking of her not being alive anymore really does make me sad. She is the most fun person to be around. She’s always making everyone smile with her funny jokes and stories. Even if they aren’t too funny themselves, the way she tells them, and the way she laughs and smiles will definitely crack a smile on anyone’s face. But out of all the stories and memories she tells, her dreams are the most interesting to listen to. Like one she told us about was while she was lying in a hospital bed. She had woken up to a purple room (that may of just been because of her eyes, but who knows?) that was filled will peaceful animals. She told us they were everywhere, all around her bed, just silently watching her. She called for her son to come in, but no one came. It was just her and the animals. But it was peaceful, she wasn’t frightened or scared, she was just amazed at what she was seeing. She said she saw a bright light, but then was woken up by her doctor for real. She told us she honestly thought she was dead, and then brought back to life again. Crazy story huh? That was just one of the many stories she’s told us about being “practically dead” as she calls it.
Although none of us would like to have her gone, I almost think that putting her out of her misery here on earth would be better for her. Not saying I’m going to kill her or anything. Just saying that if she were to die soon, I wouldn’t be able to get too upset over it because I know that she will be loving where she’s going a lot more. When she does go though, no one will ever forget the loving, thoughtful, and wonderful person she was while she was here. It’ll be hard to forget such an amazing lady like her.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Olympian
As i'm sure you all know by now, I'm really into gymnastics. Because of that, I like to compete myself, but I also like to watch others compete. Like all those really good people on TV, and the college teams - they're fun to watch. Well, anway. This past weekend I go to go down to the University of Utah with a couple of my teammates to watch a gymnastics meet. If you didn't know, The U of U is one of the best college gymnastics teams in the nation. I think they're ranked number 2 in the nation right now. That's how amazing they are. Well, at the meet my teammates and I were all naming the tricks and skills that we could do and telling each other how much we wish they could be as perfect as they do them. I mean, they seriously make everything look so easy. It's crazy. Anyway, we were just having a fun time hanging out watching the sport we all love. The scores were kind of close, but the U of U won the meet. As most of us had predicted, because there ranked number 2. Makes sense huh? Well, at the end of the meet when the stadium was pretty close to being empty, instead of heading out to beat the traffic, we decided to head in and get autographs. Yeah, may seem like we're kind of obsessed, but hey, they were really good. I didn't have anything to be autographed so instead I just got a couple pictures. Well, Ashley Postell, probably the best gymnast on the U of U team, let me take a picture with her and this other amazing gymnast. It's now on my phone, and I think it's gonna be worth something someday. Haha. I really think it will because Ashley Postell as I said is amazing and is pretty much close to being perfect. Well, I asked her if she was ever going to be in the Olympics, in a compliment kind of way just to imply how well she did that night. But she took me seriously and told me that she was really thinking about it. She had planned on trying out earlier, but ended up getting hurt or something, so she couldn't make the cuts for the 2004 games. But from what she told us, I really think she's going to go for it again this year. And if you knew what I was talking about when I say she is amazing, I really mean it. I don't doubt that if she does try out that she won't make it. I'd bet you she would make the team. So anyway, how cool is that? I have a picture on my phone with a future Olympian. I'm thinking that picture is going to be worth something someday. Haha. I don't really know, but I do have a picture with her. And I think that's pretty cool.
Are you busy?
I was hanging out with my friend this past week, and while I was waiting for my ride to get there we were reading the newspaper. Sounds kinda funny, I know. But we weren't reading all of it, just this part about horoscopes. Well, I can't quite remember what my friends said, but we laughed about it cause it totally didn't make sense at all. Then we read mine. It said "Your trying to do too many things at once, slow down and balance your life." Then we really started laughing because that is the total truth with me. I do a lot. I go to school, I do gymnastics, I do church things, I take honors english, I'm trying to do honors society, and the list goes on. Oh, and I try to add a social life in there sometimes. It might not seem like a lot but it really is, well at least I think so. My day starts out at about 6:30-45 depending on the day. I get ready for school, getting all the stuff for the entire day into my little backpack. I leave for school at about 7:50. When school gets over at about 3:00, I go straight to gymnastics. I then work out for about 4 hours. When I'm done with gym I finally get to go home. By the time I actually get home it's about 8:00- just enough time to do finish up the day. (Unless it's tuesday nights, than I still have young womens to attend). I usually eat dinner right when I get home, then it's off to do my homework. I do get distracted though, there is a couple of TV shows that catch my attention sometimes. When I'm finished with my homework, it's normally between 10:00 and 10:30. By that time, I'm so tired that I jump in the shower and head right to bed. Depending on if I read or not. (Which I haven't been doing much latetly... :S). Then the cycle repeats itself, day after day after day. Except on sundays because I don't have gym that day, and saturdays I go earlier so there kind of on different schedules. But for the most part that's my main routine I do every week. People always ask me if I get sick of gym because I do it so much. I sometimes do, but not really because I don't know what I'd do without gym in my life. I've being doing it since I was about 4 so it's kind of been a lifelong thing for me. It would be really different if I wasn't doing it, I probably would get bored with myself. So with that kind of schedule I try my best to get things done, but I do mess up a lot. I try to get straight A's and be a good student and everything, but I really does take a lot of effort, especially just to find the time for it. I like to procrastinate a lot, putting things off thinking i'll do them later when I have time. Not a good habit to get into. That's part of the reason why this blog is late. But that's not the whole reason. I was really planning on doing it yesterday, but my internet freaked out on me just after I had finished my discussion boards questions. I know if I would of done it earlier that wouldn't of happened. But I told you, I'm a procrastinator. Ü. So anyway, I kind of have a busy life. And that's part of the reason why I don't get things done on time. If I'm really not into something, like a book for instance, it's hard for me to get myself through it. Hence, that's why a lot of the time I'm reading on the last day possible. I'm telling you, I have a real problem with procrastination. I really need to work on that. I think my main point of this blog was to warn you that you shouldn't get to caught up in life and try to do too many things at once. It leads to procrastination. Haha, just joking. My real advice is to get the important things done first. It always works out better that way. Ü
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Block Schedule or Not?
The scheduling in our junior high’s today is not as beneficial as it is in our high schools. The block schedule our high school’s use allows students to learn more within a class period, gives students a variety between their teachers each day, and also helps lessen the amount of homework each night. With that said, in my opinion I think junior high schools should use block schedules like high schools do.
With longer class periods in a day, a lot more could get done. With extra time, more of the required curriculum could be taught. A lot of the time teachers run out of time while teaching, simply just because there’s only so much of it we can use. Switching to a block schedule would help with this simple inconvenience. Knowing that this situation doesn’t happen all the time, the extra class time wouldn’t be wasted. The time could be used for additional one on one help with the teacher if needed. I know that sometimes I get home to do my homework only to find out that I’m still confused. With having extra time in class, students could get a head start on homework. This could not only save them time, but allow them to get the additional help they need to completely understand the subject before attempting the assignment on their own.
Having more time in a class period leaves less class periods able to take place during the day. Instead of having seven classes a day, the block schedule would only allow four. This requires students to take eight classes total each semester. This could benefit the students by giving them a variety in their education. First of all, having eight classes lets students have even more of a say of what classes they take during school. It gives the students an opportunity have another class of their own interest put into their daily schedule. Not only does it give students more variety, it also gives them a break every other day. We’ve all had that one teacher that’s never liked you, or that one that you dread going to because of his ridiculously long lectures, or even just one that you have never really like… just because. We all have them, and all know what it feels like to want a break from them. Having the block schedule can help with that. It would give students the pleasure of only seeing that teacher every other day, instead of everyday.
With having four classes a day, you only have four teachers a day. Therefore only four teachers that can give you homework that’s not due until you see them again. This would be not the next day, but the next. Students have very busy lives these days, and they seem to only be getting busier. Many students are overwhelmed by the amounts of homework each night. I personally am, trying to juggle sports, church, family, and school all at one time. It’s possible, but it’s hard. Having the block schedule would lessen the amount of homework each night, leaving more time for students and their lives. Knowing that homework can’t be taken completely out of the picture, having four classes a day would help benefit the students and their accomplishments in life by allowing time for other things as well.
All these things would help assist the students in their education, leading them to become successful. Having more time within a class period, giving variety within classes, and lessening the amount of homework are just a few of the many ways students could benefit from the possible change in the schedule. Therefore I think Junior High Schools should have a block schedule like the High School’s do.
Any suggestions? I know it needs some work, but besides all the obvious stuff is there anything you guys see that needs to be fixed? Think differently? Leave me a comment about your opinion.
With longer class periods in a day, a lot more could get done. With extra time, more of the required curriculum could be taught. A lot of the time teachers run out of time while teaching, simply just because there’s only so much of it we can use. Switching to a block schedule would help with this simple inconvenience. Knowing that this situation doesn’t happen all the time, the extra class time wouldn’t be wasted. The time could be used for additional one on one help with the teacher if needed. I know that sometimes I get home to do my homework only to find out that I’m still confused. With having extra time in class, students could get a head start on homework. This could not only save them time, but allow them to get the additional help they need to completely understand the subject before attempting the assignment on their own.
Having more time in a class period leaves less class periods able to take place during the day. Instead of having seven classes a day, the block schedule would only allow four. This requires students to take eight classes total each semester. This could benefit the students by giving them a variety in their education. First of all, having eight classes lets students have even more of a say of what classes they take during school. It gives the students an opportunity have another class of their own interest put into their daily schedule. Not only does it give students more variety, it also gives them a break every other day. We’ve all had that one teacher that’s never liked you, or that one that you dread going to because of his ridiculously long lectures, or even just one that you have never really like… just because. We all have them, and all know what it feels like to want a break from them. Having the block schedule can help with that. It would give students the pleasure of only seeing that teacher every other day, instead of everyday.
With having four classes a day, you only have four teachers a day. Therefore only four teachers that can give you homework that’s not due until you see them again. This would be not the next day, but the next. Students have very busy lives these days, and they seem to only be getting busier. Many students are overwhelmed by the amounts of homework each night. I personally am, trying to juggle sports, church, family, and school all at one time. It’s possible, but it’s hard. Having the block schedule would lessen the amount of homework each night, leaving more time for students and their lives. Knowing that homework can’t be taken completely out of the picture, having four classes a day would help benefit the students and their accomplishments in life by allowing time for other things as well.
All these things would help assist the students in their education, leading them to become successful. Having more time within a class period, giving variety within classes, and lessening the amount of homework are just a few of the many ways students could benefit from the possible change in the schedule. Therefore I think Junior High Schools should have a block schedule like the High School’s do.
Any suggestions? I know it needs some work, but besides all the obvious stuff is there anything you guys see that needs to be fixed? Think differently? Leave me a comment about your opinion.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Coincidences
Do you ever have those days where everything just seems to be happening right in a row, or at the same time, or you either have a really good or really bad day? Do you think of those as coincidences? Or do you really think that everything happens for a reason? Well, let me just tell you about my weekend and then we'll start talking about coiencidences (I don't think I'm spelling that right :S).
Well, first of all this all started on Thursday right after school. I had a gymnastics meet on friday in Boise, Idaho so I wouldn't be attending school on that day. So on thurdsay I had to go take a test that I would of been taking in math that day. Well, come to find out that the test had some problems on it that I was totally confused on and I needed my other study notes to help me out. I didn't have them with me so I just had to go from memory, let's just hope for the best. Ü. That part wasn't so bad, just something I forget... no biggie. Well, after taking the test I called my dad and found out that he was stuck in Ogden and wouldn't be able to pick me up for another 45 min. or so. I didn't know what to do with myself, what was I going to do at the school when no one's there for 45 minutes? Well, as I was walking down the hall to go to my locker, just cause I didn't know where else to go, I called my aunt and she said she could come get me. So that made me kind of happy. She shortened my wait to only about 10 minutes instead of 45. As soon as I hung up the phone with my aunt I had received a text message. It was from my teammate that would be competing with me the next day. I was kind of happy she texted me so that I would have something to do for a minute. Well, when I opened the text, I wasn't too happy anymore. It said "I just got in a car accident." That wasn't good at all. Her and her mom had just picked up my other teammate from their house and they were all on their way to Boise for the meet. Well, they hadn't gotten past the Farr West exit when someone ran right into the side of their rental car. It scared me really bad, I couldn't wait long for her texts, I was worried cause at that point I hadn't really known what had happened. It turned out that everyone was ok, just some bumps and bruises. My two teammates had it the worst though. One had a huge bump on her head, and the other had done something to her back. They were both in lots of pain and had to be taken to the hospital to be checked out. So when I got home, I told my parents and they were calling around to see what was going on and if they were still going and everything. During all this my coach that had left at about 12:30, called at about 5:30 telling us that we shouldn't go because the weather was so bad. He had been driving for 5 hours and had only made it to Pocatello. A lot of the roads were closed, and there really wasn't a way for us to get to Boise until they were opened again. Well, long story short (I only have 5 min. til this is due :s). I'll just tell you my chain of coincidences...
Forgot study notes. No ride. Car crash. Hospital. Bad weather. Teammates had no way to get there anymore. Crammed Car. Friends mom had to fly to see to Boise. Got stuck in Pocatello. Got Lost. Locked Keys in car. One of my teammates sisters got robbed at gunpoint. And on and on and on. And to top it all off, at our actual meet. Our first event, bars, every single one of us on the team fell. It didn't work out so well. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that do you think that coincidences just happen just cause, or do they happen for a reason? Just wondering...
Well, first of all this all started on Thursday right after school. I had a gymnastics meet on friday in Boise, Idaho so I wouldn't be attending school on that day. So on thurdsay I had to go take a test that I would of been taking in math that day. Well, come to find out that the test had some problems on it that I was totally confused on and I needed my other study notes to help me out. I didn't have them with me so I just had to go from memory, let's just hope for the best. Ü. That part wasn't so bad, just something I forget... no biggie. Well, after taking the test I called my dad and found out that he was stuck in Ogden and wouldn't be able to pick me up for another 45 min. or so. I didn't know what to do with myself, what was I going to do at the school when no one's there for 45 minutes? Well, as I was walking down the hall to go to my locker, just cause I didn't know where else to go, I called my aunt and she said she could come get me. So that made me kind of happy. She shortened my wait to only about 10 minutes instead of 45. As soon as I hung up the phone with my aunt I had received a text message. It was from my teammate that would be competing with me the next day. I was kind of happy she texted me so that I would have something to do for a minute. Well, when I opened the text, I wasn't too happy anymore. It said "I just got in a car accident." That wasn't good at all. Her and her mom had just picked up my other teammate from their house and they were all on their way to Boise for the meet. Well, they hadn't gotten past the Farr West exit when someone ran right into the side of their rental car. It scared me really bad, I couldn't wait long for her texts, I was worried cause at that point I hadn't really known what had happened. It turned out that everyone was ok, just some bumps and bruises. My two teammates had it the worst though. One had a huge bump on her head, and the other had done something to her back. They were both in lots of pain and had to be taken to the hospital to be checked out. So when I got home, I told my parents and they were calling around to see what was going on and if they were still going and everything. During all this my coach that had left at about 12:30, called at about 5:30 telling us that we shouldn't go because the weather was so bad. He had been driving for 5 hours and had only made it to Pocatello. A lot of the roads were closed, and there really wasn't a way for us to get to Boise until they were opened again. Well, long story short (I only have 5 min. til this is due :s). I'll just tell you my chain of coincidences...
Forgot study notes. No ride. Car crash. Hospital. Bad weather. Teammates had no way to get there anymore. Crammed Car. Friends mom had to fly to see to Boise. Got stuck in Pocatello. Got Lost. Locked Keys in car. One of my teammates sisters got robbed at gunpoint. And on and on and on. And to top it all off, at our actual meet. Our first event, bars, every single one of us on the team fell. It didn't work out so well. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that do you think that coincidences just happen just cause, or do they happen for a reason? Just wondering...
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