Hand Decor

Sorry, guys. This has to be a pretty short post because I just finished packing and it's nearly midnight. And I have to get up at 6:45 tomorrow. Anyway, it was our last day and emotions are running high! I know ten days sounds like a short period of time, but you have to understand that we spend more than 14 hours each day together.

It's Like College. Except Not.

Wow. Can I just say wow? After approximately 19 hours, I am already addicted to this camp.

Let me catch you up. On Saturday afternoon, I flew down to San Francisco with my brother on an fight full of noisy kids, having already accepted that my first few days at the NSLC Health Care and Medical Camp might be super nerve-wracking and maybe even miserable.

Eight Things a Regular Person Wouldn't Know About Gymnastics/Gymnasts

Yes, I know this is the last blog assignment, but I have convinced myself that I will continue posting at least throughout the summer. I know, so dedicated, right? But anyway, I'm treating this like a regular post. It's pretty funny when somebody who is evidently not a gymnast trys to talk gymnastics. So here are a few things you may want to consider when I go off on a rant at school or something. And they're just weird and funny.

A Random Collection of Recent Experiences

Not many of my recent posts have been about me personally, and I don't mean to sound narcissistic or anything, but a lot has happened in the past few weeks.

Random Pictures of Awesomeness

As I was looking for pictures for my previous blog post and came across a ton of really cute pictures, but I couldn't put them into my other one because they had nothing to do with gymnastics. I still feel the need to share them with you, so without further ado......

Best Song Lyrics in the Universe

So, we're deciding which songs to buy right now, and listening to some pretty good ones. And some pretty bad ones. Anyways, here are some the best lyrics in the world universe.

Blast to the Past

I never really know how to answer questions regarding when I started gymnastics and why. Because, truthfully,  I don't remember how I started, and now that I think about it, there was never life before gymnastics for me, or life without gymnastics. Well, except for last year, but that is a completely different story. Me starting gymnastics wasn't my decision, it was my parent's. They apparently couldn't control me. I "moved too much." So they stuck me in dance, skiing, gymnastics, and soccer, but gymnastics just stuck. So anyway, here's my gymnastics story.

The Pros to Having an Injury

No, this post does not mean that having an injury is all fun and games, and it is definitely not trying to convince you to go and hurt yourself. Please. Just don't. It is simply a post explaining the upside to an injury, so that I can stay positive, and it will be a nice break for my friends because I'm sure they are completely sick and tired of me complaining all the time. :)

My World of Tiny Accomplishments

You know, aside from being on crutches, not being able to do gym, and my left leg turning into a tiny little stick, one downside to fracturing my tibia is not having anything to write about, due to fact that I pretty much do nothing all day long, all week long. Another sad thing is that right now, I should be in California, getting ready to compete, jumpy and excited from my nerves. Instead, I am here, in Comp Tech, with nothing to do.... *Sigh.

Alrighty then, enough with the self pity party. Here are a few things that become huge accomplishments when you have an injured knee/on crutches.

A Day in My Shoes

As an attempt to further illustrate my life and personality to you, I have decided to describe a regular school day. I can't make my "normal" day very accurate, because every single day is unique and full of surprises, but I'll try anyway. :)

I can never wake up. I can usually sleep through anything, including three alarms. So, in the morning, when my fourth alarm goes off at 6:00 AM (my first goes off at 5:40, my second at 5:53, and my third at 5:56), I usually count to ten and lumber out of bed. I get ready, collect my stuff, and sometimes eat. I arrive at the bus stop at about 6:54, and spend my time on the bus listening to music, trying to get motivated for the long day ahead of me.