School is rough.
Algebra 2 is the devil. All year, I've stumbled through somehow. I write down all of the notes and examples, and usually find a way to use those examples in the homework... but radicals? Much different.
Who ever came up with 5th roots and other foolish things that I will never use out of my math classroom? Somebody I don't like, that's for sure.
BUT.
I got an A- in math! Miraculous, I know:]
I'm so proud of myself! I'll probably have to go to math tutoring, but I'll get better, and I'm determined to get an A this term!
Violin is challenging.
For federation, I'm playing a horrible, ugly, ear-wrenching (is that even a word?) song. It's unaccompanied, so the idea is that the instrument accompanies itself. By playing a bunch of random chords.
No.
Seriously? Who ever thought this was a good idea? Okay, it was creative. But how did this ever get into the Suzuki books? Because this song isn't helping me become a better violinist. It's making me want to never practice again.
Also, the song wasn't even written for the violin! Why, then, must I play this diabolical tune?
But on the bright side, the other song I'm playing at federation is very pretty and fun to play. And I recently started playing at the care center every week. It's scary, but it's good to know that I'm making someone's day.
Track is coming up.
Remember how I had a workout routine planned? And how I was going to run?
First of all, it is far too cold to run. And icy and slippery. If I ran outside, my lungs would explode, and I would slip on the ice and possibly get hurt, but most likely die a gruesome death. Also, indoor track practices are in the mornings during family scripture study, so I'm not allowed to go.
So... that gives a little reason as to why I'm not training for track.
The real reason, is I can't sprint. I've never been able to. After about 6 seconds, I'm practically dead. I'm too scared that I'll fail at track, so I don't practice or get better.
I'm such a sinner:]
Friend drama is as dramatic as ever.
Long story short, I have gorgeous friends. It's not their fault that all the right guys like them; it's just hard to accept.
I'm not going to date until I'm 16 (which, believe me, is an eternity away), so I don't need the guy I like to like me back. I'm okay to just be good friends. Anyway, I end up liking a different guy every week, so I'd probably feel awful if I changed my mind about liking a guy who liked me back. (that probably made no sense. All I meant, is I'm fine[: )
Life is good;]
xoxo katie<3
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