Summer

So when I see people who I haven't seen for a while they always ask "so what have you done this summer?". I wish I could pull a Phineas and Ferb and have some awesome adventure everyday, but unfortunately, I don't have unlimited access to money, incredible building knowledge, and a strange ability to never have to clean up my messes. So I usually end up with a dull answer like "running." or "online classes." then they always persist, thinking that I'm hiding some excellent adventure and for some reason not sharing it yet.
Nope. My life's really that exciting.
Then of course because they asked you, you need to be kind and reciprocate the gesture, "And what have you done this summer?" "Not much, just went to Africa for three weeks building orphanages for impoverished children." What?!?! how can some people have such outstanding adventures, and I'm stuck at home writing an essay about shin splints?
So the question is, what can I do this summer that's basically free, involves 1-10 people, is incredibly exciting, and never gets old? Oh, and none of us can drive others. legally. So basically I get to write my essays, listen to Taylor Swift/Michael Buble/ Sara Barellis, and every morning run as long as I can as fast as I can and still get last place.
But wait, I thought I was supposed to be an optimist, and have an optimistic blog. Well for some reason I only feel like sharing when I'm particularly irked at something, but I'll at least add something positive at the end.
People. People make me happy. Being a shy ex-sophomore (I refuse to become a Junior yet.) I enjoy just the company of those older and cooler than me. I like to sit silently and just be in the presence of such amazing people and just hear them talk to one another, continuing to amaze me with their awesomeness. I've decided that when I grow up, I want to be Andi, and Shelby, Whitney, Kara, Meg, Shayna, Megan and a long list of others. I mean, how can people be so talented, spiritual, nice, AND fun to be around? Every time I'm around them I just hope a little bit of their wonderfulness shines on me and I can become a little more like them.

Is This a Good Thing?

Somehow, taking three online classes this summer seemed like a good idea at one point. Now, I suppose that if I am going to spend about half my life blankly staring at this screen, I may as well be productive and knock some required classes out of the way. The first few days of classes I hit them all hard, getting done assignments all day like a good student. But then the assignments started getting harder, and requiring effort beyond reading the paragraph and retyping the answers, and the incentive to complete these classes quickly became less and less. Now I'm stuck in all three classes; in PE I need to borrow a text book in order to continue, in health I'm supposed to write a two paged essay with sources and such on my opinion on assisted suicide, and in financial lit. I just don't feel like doing it anymore. I know this is a bad thing, and that maybe I should just take a break of sorts, but I still can't see myself studying whether or not people should help other people kill themselves. This is my summer, and it's starting to look a little less exciting than watching llamas feed from across the orthodontists office.
But I assume there is an upside to these lovely little classes. Such as, once I get rid of these three classes and if I take zero hour seminary one or both years, I'll be able to fit in all of my elective classes and keep Regents.
Yay.
But somehow my life will be improved through this ever exciting adventure called "summer online classes" and one day I may be glad that I chose to persevere through this trial in life, but that day is not today. But tomorrow is a new day, maybe tomorrow I'll come back from XC and I'll automatically have the strangest desire to research whether it is ethical or not to put someone out of their misery who wants professional assistance. Do you see that happening? because I sure don't.

Friday

It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Only the most popular song of today's youth. This song reminds me something of another super popular song that was an all time favorite last year about this time. Something about a baby? But anyway, I've decided to enjoy this song because I have it stuck in my head quite a bit more often then is healthy, and my life would be pretty miserable if I hated it. Do I really honestly love it? 'course not! But it's just one of those songs that you can just love to hate, like that one song by that one boy.

Blogging

Blogging. I'm almost torn between being afraid that people are going to read it, or that people aren't going to read it. But for anyone who does, here's the first post for the world. What do you write on a blog? Is it like a journal that you're inviting the world to read? I know a lot of people put poems/books/pictures, but sadly I lack poetic skill, the stories I usually think up are mostly just the happenings (or what I wish were the happenings) of my life, and I'm not quite the photographer.
Now, because I tend to over think the small things, I wanted the title of my blog to be something special. I've spent about three days looking at quotes, scriptures, and Google trying to find something that could represent me, my life, or my optimism while avoiding sounding like an eleven year old girl or a blog all about religion (Don't get me wrong, I love religion. that's just not what this blog is about). Finally today I just got fed up with the whole thing, went to a quote web site, clicked the random quotes button, and promised myself that some part of one of those quotes was going to be my title. And magically, the perfect words sat upon the screen, "Life is tough, and if you have the ability to laugh at it you have the ability to enjoy it." -Salma Hayek. Perfect? no? Short, sweet, and to the point.
I love quotes. they're so inspirational and uplifting! One of my absolute favorites is actually from Winnie the Pooh. . . don't judge, “If ever there is a tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.” I just think it's sweet, it reminds me that even when I want to give up and I don't think I'm good enough, I can do it, and my Heavenly Father will always be with me to help me.
Any who. This is my blog. It's bound to get better as soon as I get the hang of it. Thanks for taking a part of your life to reading this.
Susan.