I can't believe it's already the middle of July. That means there's only 3 days until my sister's 15th birthday, 161 days until Christmas, and, most importantly, only 36 days until eighth grade! How did that happen? It seems like summer just started! As much as I'm dreading the piles of homework, studying, and tests for this year, I am looking forward to my favorite kind of shopping: school supplies shopping. I know it's a little strange, but I think it's fun to choose what folders and notebooks you'll be using for the whole next year... or at least for a month until they rip... they really should make better quality school supplies.
I've finally mastered the art of cartwheeling. Personally I find this very exciting, and very pathetic at the same time. It's only pathetic because I've been taking dance since second grade. That's five years of stretching, sit-ups, turns, and jumps and I only just yesterday gathered the courage to do a cartwheel. The most pathetic part was that it took me about 20 minutes of telling my friend I: can't do it/I'm going to hit something/I'm just going to embarrass myself/ I'm going to die, and another 20 minutes of my friend telling me: Yes you can!/ No you're not!/ You can do it!/ JUST GO ALREADY! If I'm doing the math correctly (highly unlikely) that's at least 40 minutes of preparation. If you even want to call it that. But my point is I can finally, after 13 years of building up to this moment, do a cartwheel. Sort of. If you are reading this, than I've finally figured out how to add another post. Technology really isn't my thing. I clearly must have overlooked the big orange button at the top of the screen that says "NEW POST". It's an understandable mistake. A lot has happened since my first post. I had a dance recital, a family camping trip, and another trip with family friends to Saugatauk Michigan. They all went very well. Except...
You know how when you're watching a dance recital (or anything that requires a stage) , when there's that brief moment between dances where the lights go off, and the dancers run off the stage? Well, in my dance recital (with P.U.D. dance studio) that was a very stressful moment, because my jazz dance required several props (including, but not exclusive to: a derby hat, a men's suit coat, and a mustache. Yes, I said mustache.) all of which we threw to the back of the stage while we were dancing. This means that in that five, maybe ten second pause where the lights go off, all 15 girls in my dance class had to grab, in pitch black, as many hats, coats, and mustaches as we could carry. It would be a miracle if this went flawlessly. So, in a panic of thinking I was the last one on stage and that the next dance would start any second with me still looking for a mustache, I grabbed a coat and a hat, and sprinted for the curtain. Of coarse, I was not the last one on stage, so in the midst of my frenzy, I found myself falling face forward , accompanied with an earsplitting THUMP!, and then thinking "how did that happen?" Then, with a pain in my hip I was sure was going to be bruised by tomorrow, I recognized a tall outline of a person standing over me. It was my friend Lily, from dance. I had run right into her. She was cracking up, as was the rest of the auditorium. I was so glad they couldn't see who it was in the pitch blackness, and I ran off the stage.*The picture above is of one of my dances in the recital* The family camping trip was also really great. Then my youngest and most adorable cousin, Riley, got pneumonia. She then passed her sickness onto her older sister, Madison. So that was just about as fun as two vomiting sisters can get. The Michigan trip was also very fun. The water was 52 degrees, and FREEZING!! But it wasn't so bad, because then we just got to lay in the sand. I got sunburned all over my legs, back and face from that. So, by now, you are probably extremely jealous from all I've accomplised since June 19th. I hope your vacations were better than mine, but those were just the bad parts of my trips. For the most part, I've had a pretty good month. But still, I hope your month was at least a little bit better. |
me: aka an awesome personHello i'm Emily. Some things I do often are dancing, running, playing clarinet and tripping over things... I hope you enjoy reading about my super-exciting life! Archives
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