Dear Bart,
I had planned on writing you this letter right before you left for boot camp, but since I haven’t heard from you in weeks and you won’t answer my texts or emails, I decided now was a good time. Continue reading “[Day 217] If you could see me now”
I know. I get the BEST screenshots.
I may replace this post later with a video, and I may not. Continue reading “[Day 215] Nothing’s Immediate”
Oh, my, is this screenshot a beaut.
(No, seriously. The fact that this tasted good was a miracle. I’m a terrible cook)
Sorry this is so long… couldn’t be helped, though.
As I sit here at eight in the morning, dressed in regular clothes flanked by kids in suits, I can’t help but be a little upset. I lost every LD round yesterday, after having been undfeated. It’s a definite blow to the ego.
But I can’t bring myself to be truly upset, because I’m going to nationals, and I’ve made so many friends through this activity that I would have never known otherwise.
Speech and debate has given me confidence, political intelligence, and something to do on the weekends. It’s the thing that keeps me going during the school week, because I know, come weekend, I can get all of my frustration out on some poor competitor who may or may not stand a chance.
New video tomorrow, because I don’t want to get behind again.
