Arg. Today I woke up at ten sixteen. I was reading for a while when I woke up. It's really weird, I always feel like I had already woke up in the morning, an I was waking up while I was awake. Maybe I had woken up sometime an went back to sleep. I really don't know.
Last night I had braided my hair shortly after I took a shower (washed my hair, swimming, duh) and when it was still pretty wet, I french braided it. The result, long lasting waves in my hair. I just found that I had my capri-length tights in my closet, so it was easy choosing what I would wear. My hair was easy too. The braids did an effect overall to how my face looked, so I settled in doing a simple low side ponytail. Haha, right now I am typing without look at the keyboard, and I am doing very okay ish. I am not that good, and I really never considered life without looking at the keyboard.
Okay I went to eat breakfast (Um, which was these kind of bread which was okay, and half a hot dog, and half a slice of Canadian bacon. Nothing to be jealous upon.) after I was all ready with what I usually do in the morning. I wish my breakfast was a little bit more exciting. But, anyway I can't ask too much.
I then went directly to my desk. My friend had requested for a coin pouch to be made for her. Not like "I WANT A COIN POUCH. IT'S A LIVE OF DIE SITUATION" no. She was all like "I don't know if I am asking to much but, can you make me a coin pouch?" Yeah. I had replied. Really, a coin pouch is too easy for my liking. I was planning all last night what I should make. I thought of it! A pencil pouch. I did all the measurements at that time. I had every single thing done besides the fabric. I even made a little model for the pouch out of paper. WORKED WONDERS! I am pretty confident I could pull of the pencil pouch. Lots of mental notes though. Better write them down.
I did that until twelve, in which I started to use the computer. I am not allowed to use the computer until 12, which I think is kind of stupid. But of course, being a computer addict is stupid. "Sometimes a mortal is never wise" That was the rough quote in the book I was reading, AFTER I did this. I was finishing the post from yesterday. Better be more... RESPONSIBLE with my parental controls.
After that my dad made me eat lunch. I wasn't in the mood to but I tried my best. Sometimes I feel as wicked as Satan. So I ate all I could, or all I felt like, and then stopped. It was 牛肉湯 which is beef soup. Like my friend said, it sounds disgusting in English but is actually really good. My grandpa makes the best. He also
used to sell them (as in 3-4 years ago)
So after "finishing" my lunch/dinner, I went to steal Rainbow Man from my brother and went to read the book "The Penderwicks On Gardam Street" by Jeanne Birdsall. (I got that last name this time). I finished it. It was just like the first book, but I think a little bit worse, not because of content, but of me, getting old of the story. I would rate a four out of five stars at it. Here's the preview:
(I wrote it)
The Penderwick sisters are back home. After an odd visit from they're aunt, they're father starts
DATING. This ruptures the entire peace of mind for all the sisters, especially Rosalind, who was oldest, and loved her mom the most, knowing her for the longest time. The Penderwicks lost their mom to cancer shortly after she gave birth to Batty, the youngest of the sisters. Now it's up to the sisters to fix the "DADDY DATING" problem.
Okay, that was not the perfect ist preview, but something like that. It isn't at all a mystery, but a creative fight for what the sisters think is right. Yeah. After reading the book, I decided to finish up this post, and be a responsible little girl. Too bad for me; I'm almost out of computer time, but I really want to get the Capture the Flag tactic on the blog. Don't have a lot of time. TOMORROW I PROMISE I'LL GET IT UP, TODAY OR TOMORROW.
Upping you to the date... T i m e R e a l l y
I just finished eating dinner. It was not so good, but of course I'm am really picky on what I eat. It was noodles; the noodles were some kind of clear noodles, with I think
TARO grounded into the original flour, so the noodle are clear, with dark purple dots everywhere. In the soup there were clams (YUMMY), clam shells, seaweed, and "A 菜" (It's a kind of lettuce ish thing, that grows in the winter
). Haha, after dinner, I managed to eat a lü4 ca2 shu1. Boy, that was a nice dessert, but really small.
Gymnastics was pretty nice. Floor was really boring, even though my coach changed it as much as possible. I was trying to do a front walkover. It's hard. I don't get how a bunch of really awesome people could do them. I can't stand up on just one leg!!! IT'S HARD.
After floor, we got water. Well duh. We did vault next. It was different from most vaults that I did. Instead of one spring board to jump on, they're were two of them in a row. That is just weird feeling. My legs always weren't straight, and so I had kind of went not so forward in the second jump. We did stretch jumps, straddle, handstands, and rolls. Really fun to do the rolls, just a nice MOMENTOUS feeling.
Then we had tumble track. Tumble track is a really long trampoline. We were doing FRONT FLY SPRINGS. It's actually pretty easy. Just run, hurdle, TWO FEET go up, and fling your legs over, and BRIDGE, and stand up. Way easier then sounds. I have a problem with putting my hands on the very close to the edge of the mat, and so, I go SLOW. I think.
LAST BUT NOT LEAST, we went to pit, for FUN. Pit is well, a pit that is filled with cubic foam squares. It's where a bunch of the competition girls practice stuff, so if they fall of or land to early, they won't break their head off. All I did was front tucks, round-offs, and well just jumps.