Life goes on.

Life is pretty good, up and down, just going on. Here are some things on my mind lately, and I'm not feeling super coherent, so I will stick to listing.
Negatives:
1. My AP world history class, namely the teacher. I've never met a more bland personality in my life. How can a person make history so unendurable?? It's my favorite subject! Needless to say I'm struggling to find my positivity there.
2. My orchestra teacher. The pompous man. 'Nuff said.
3. Snobby people who think not dressing up for Halloween gives them some kind of coolness label. Losers.
4. Flies. If I didn't have goals or ambitions, I'd dedicate my life to killing flies.
5. Sugar-- I feel like my teeth have deteriorated the equivalent of several weeks of not brushing one's teeth due to the massive amounts of sugar I ate this weekend.
Positives:
1. I'm not failing physics.
2. I have an A- in physics
3. I'm loving dance and running simultaneously! This is a rare phenomenon.
4. I love my friends
5. Halloween is tomorrow
6. Irish dance. Always positive.
7. I passed seminary! I know, know, try not to judge my soul, but it was a struggle this term.
8. To counteract, I love my sunday school class. It's pretty awesome.

So basic math skills allow us to see that there are currently more positive things than negative things on my brain right now! And being naturally pessimistic, I'd say that's an accomplishment.

Fall break.....where are you?

I need a break. I'm tired, and sore, and I'm pretty sure my brain cannot handle one more stupid physics problem. I have awful grades, and my toes are currently bloody from Irish dance. But I can hold out to fall break! On a better note, I turned in my sterling scholar application today! Cross your fingers!. I'm also running at Cross Country State next Wednesday! For the first time ever. We're finally in a more down to earth region, and we qualified both boys and girls teams for state! I'm excited. It's a great way to end my last high school cross country season.
And now, for my rant. I hate our new orchestra teacher. He sucks. It doesn't help that he is coming in after the best orchestra teacher ever, but honestly. I don't enjoy that man. His name and appearance alone give him character; Randen Thayne Heywood. So from birth he had a hard life I guess, a name like that won't get you places. And he looks like a wild boar.
Now that we've established the basics, we'll move on to his personality. POMPOUS. He's so stuck up it drives me nuts. He will drone on and on about these collegiate musical terms and treat us like we're so stupid for not knowing them. "This is a G major melodic scale that goes up 20 percent more than a F minor scale harmonic. This is the principle of sliding scales or in pig latin, ;lkfja;lsdkfja....Oh, you don't know what that is? Hmmm." He's not very fun to learn from, he doesn't care who anyone is, he just wants us to play good. I miss Mr. Taylor!

Yesterday

Yesterday I went to an irish dance workshop after my cross country race. I was worried I would suck because I blacked out again after my race, but I was really illogical afterwards and went to dance anyways. As stupid as that was, I had sooo much fun! I'm so glad I went. It was a super intense workshop thing, taught by this awesome lady from a competition school. Since we don't have a teacher Liesl and Leia got her to come and teach us some new stuff to work on. It was really hard, and my feet bled through my socks, but it was so great to dance like that again! We learned a new set dance which was full of toe stands, and new reel and slip jig steps. It was good to work on technique, and get another set of eyes. I forget how much I love Irish dancing :)

And here are some great pictures that pop up when you type "irish dance" into google image... (yes, I had to.)

I just like that :)

                                                                        
                                                  Bedazzled poodle socks??

Colorful ghillies.

Dancing Leprechaun, a personal favorite.

And last but not least, Teddy. Look me in the eye and tell me that thing won't give you nightmares.