Here's the Truth: Failure Sucks

They say failure is one of the best teachers in life. I say this for two reasons. One is personal. Secondly, my eyes were opened today and I want my lesson to be a lesson to the rest of you. Failure hurts...bad. Es no bueno. Horrible guilty feeling. I don't know how I can describe how much it hurts to you, especially when it was something you poured your soul into. Remember this the next time you're in rehearsal. I'm not talking about advancing to state. I'm talking about coming off that field knowing that if we had just flexed our toes a little higher, if we had only held that note a little longer, if we had only hit that set a little harder, if we had only pushed that mile a little faster..., we might have made it. October seventh is looming ever closer.

I love it when we have to get new textbooks because they contain obsolete information. Start writing Houghton.

By The Way

Don't wear a Holtor monitor unless it's absolutely necessary. They do not come off without a fight and I look like I just pulled seven leeches off my chest. Leeches probably would have been easier, actually.

It seems like we've stepped into the twilight zone...again

Shew...so the first week of school is over. The teachers will hopefully slow down a bit now that they don't have to weed people out of their classes and we'll fall into a rythm. Nobody can seem to figure out what happened to my heart, so I'm a borg right now; but at least I got to work out. I like my classes, especially creative writing, and I think it's going to be a good year. I'm now going to go to sleep, but first, I'll grace you with a rhyme (strangely enough, my dad knew this rhyme. He said it when he was a kid, I found that pretty funny).

De tin marin, de do pingue
Cucara, macara, titere fue
Yo no fui, fue tete
Pegale, pegale, que ella se.

De tin marin de do pingue
Cucara, macara, pipere, guey
Saco tabaco, melo melon
Cuentas las horas de que horas son.

Justin and I are the only ones in our class that can say the rhyme. I hope this is accurate, I've only seen it two days.

Sorry Kelsey

I'm eating more bananas.

"Simmons likes to sit in the bathroom and cry while he punches the mirror."

I believe the lake party was success. I enjoyed myself at least, and it looks like others enjoyed themselves. I'm just tired of sunburns.