Showing posts with label gym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gym. Show all posts

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Blue Jays! (The annoyance of sports)

This guy is cheering for his daughter's team shouting "BBBBBLUUUUUEE JJJJAAAAYS!"
I just sitting here wondering how does he get his voice to sound so loud. So very loud. It sounds like it is big booming speaker screaming blue jays.
This school's bleachers are just crazy old school. Like wood, old school. When have I ever seen wooden bleachers in such a setting. Never.

I want to look up one the names scribbled into the bleachers but I'm afraid I'm going to find some weird fourth year old on Facebook. Most of the names are really worn out so they are barely legible. I'm pretty sure that these are originally to the school. No wait. I'm absolutely positive.

I sound like an old person when I say this but they don't make 'em like this anymore.
The blue jays are starting to lose (the opposing team) and I'm supposed to say I'm excited for their failure but I'm not. I don't really care.

Anyway, since the theme here has been surrounded my sport related things I thought I make a list of some of the funniest sport quotes to make me feel better because I really don't care to be here:



1. "If practice makes perfect, and no one is perfect, why practice?" -Derek P


2. "The important thing is not winning, it's making everyone else lose."-Stacy Aguilar


3. "Hunting is not a sport. in a sport both sides should know they're in a game"- unknown


4. "Real men date cross country runners. Catch one if you can"- Unknown


5. " If you want to come in second...follow me!"-Unknown

(Quotes are one of my favorite things about life- I love them so much)



Monday, September 9, 2013

Communication skills

On Friday, I was staying after school for tutoring. well, I wouldn't call it tutoring. I would call it extra help for this big test coming up about our "Summer reading" book, The Stealth of Nations. You could learn more about my frustrations with this book here and here. I use the term "summer reading" loosely because my teacher's communication skills aren't the best and failed to contact people about the book. In return, he said he would push the test back. This is good thing because I get extra days to study and prep fro the test. He even decided to have studying and tutoring sessions. I didn't  go to the first two thinking that I get the  gist of those chapters. I finally decided to buckle myself down and go to the chapter 9&10 session. I knew for sure that my teacher was going to drop hints and basically give us the answers on the test so I was ready to take notes and everything.

My friend and I  decided to go with me to the tutoring so we both went to the class after the last bell rang. We stalled a little bit but decided to go. We sat down and three other people were in there. We put down our stuff. I pulled out my book all ready to learn. The teacher started talking and said he was tired and didn't want to do the tutoring today. He gave us a fake yawn and everything. We laughed and sat down. He went back to clicking away on his computer.

A few minutes later the three of them left. The teacher was still clicking around on his computer. I pointed to my watch and then to the teacher. My friend shrugged. I asked my teacher if he was serious earlier about no tutoring today. He said yeah, I was serious. Bye.

I stood there shocked out of mind. What does he mean, tutoring is cancelled? I thought he was being sarcastic earlier. He's always sarcastic!You can tell how sarcastic he is because I italicized, underlined, and made "always" bold.


I told him I had my thinking cap on and was ready to learn. All he said in return without looking up from his computer was sorry. He let us sit there for twenty minutes.

The crazy man. He gets on my absolute nerves.

Both our rides weren't going to be there until an hour later so we went to my sister's practice which was boring as usual. I rather not go into detail about that. It's not important to the story.

When practice ended, my friend's ride was there. Our dad still was no where to be found. I called him and he said he was still at work and he would be there in 25 minutes. I didn't really care to hear that. He was supposed to be here already. I reminded him. My sister reminded him. My mom reminded him. By the way, he got there in 28 minutes.

All I did while I waited was roll my eyes and become angrier by the second. I was so mad. Nothing was going as planned.

I guess you could tell everyone's communication skills were just not working that day.


Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Gym class? I rather not.

In my school we have this little thing called Physical Education and every time I take it, it sucks. This school year I have Gym all year long. That wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't so clumsy and actual hand-eye coordination.

People tell ask me all the time why I hate gym class. I just do. I never really liked or had an interest in team sports. I am not a team kind of person. If I happen to be in a team, I am a team player but if I had my choice I would want to work on my own thing every time.

Back to my story, I heard all these stories about how gym was going to make me so tired and sore. I heard how I was going to be doing circuit training to the max (a series of little workouts. Ex: push ups, sit ups, jumping rope, and jumping jacks).  I was so afraid of this class and this man. I hadn't exercised in about a three weeks so I amused I would be sore in the morning.

The night before I packed my gym clothes and went to sleep thinking that I was going to have an awful time (I had a lot of bad gym experiences in the past Ex. falling in class, sitting out of activities, and awkward dances. The things they made us do).

When it was finally in gym at the end of the day I was freaking out.

The stretching part at the beginning where everyone was standing perfectly apart was very awkward. The coach barked out all these orders and different stretches. When we did our circuit training we didn't stand in one place very long to really 'feel the burn' which was fine but we never really got started.

By the end of it though I was fine. I survived and it wasn't that bad. I think I did pretty well.  I was more in shape than I thought  I was.

I let all those people freak me out for nothing. I had to see and experience it for myself.