Just going with the motions.

Comprehensively, I've had an overall average day.
You know, I'm just like the coolest person in school so  naturally I have 400 friends and everybody loves me.
Actually not really. Mostly I just went to school and learned some knowledge. But is being cool important? I don't know. I guess if you wanna have really Great Great high school experience, you should really get updated on how to be cool. When this boy in my English class gave a speech on how to be cool at Lone Peak, it was pretty informative and really helped me out a lot. But he didn't really address the girls. So let me just tell you, my friends, ten ways how to be the prettiest, most popular girls at school.
1. Dye your hair.
            Preferably a nice shade of platinum blonde would do (with brown roots or underneath), but mostly any color will get you into a popular group, just as long as it isn't your natural hair color.
2. Wear super cute clothes.
            Most likely this will include short, tight floral or indian print skirts. Make sure that you buy all of your clothes at Forever 21 or at H&M so you won't be embarrassed when you tell somebody where you got them. You'll need about 300 fake vintage necklaces, and multiple rings on your fingers at once. Don't forget to wear 5-inch heels with all of your jeans.
3. Go to all the dances and post 100 pictures on Facebook.
            If you don't get asked, you're social history. And if you do get asked, put all the pictures on the internet. And make sure they are SOUPS professional and make sure you look gorgeous in all of them.
4. Have a Twitter
            I don't understand this, but apparently its cool.
5. Use the Instagram or Pixlr-matic app on your i-Phone for every picture you take.
            Even though everyone knows that all your pictures are photoshopped, you can always pretend you still don't live in the century of incredibly clear photography and software, right?
6. Have an iPhone
            How would you Tweet every 5 seconds or post photos on instagram without it, right?
7. Don't play a sport.
            Sports are for boys. The only sport you are allowed to be into are cheerleading and dance, otherwise, just go to the game if you are cheering, okay? (and you better be at all the games, otherwise, who knows what will happen to you.)
8. Flirt it up with the jocks.
             These boys may or may not be smart, have good morals, or have any common sense at all, but make sure that you are the girl of their dreams. Never be smarter than them, and make sure you don't go to half your classes because you are talking or making out with them.
9. Don't eat lunch.
              Ohmyheck you could TOTES get SO fat if you ever did that. Maybe sneak in a bag of carrots in third period, but you better not have anybody in that class who you know.
10. Be on a Jr. Jazz team full of your besties.
               Even if you don't play basketball (oh wait. You aren't allowed to, so you better not know how to), get all of your cheerleader or dance friends to create a team with you. Name yourself something ridiculous like "the basketball babes" or something very gangsta' like "Ballers." Make sure you wear preppy sweat bands and run around like a little mouse the whole time. Have a fan base of all your jock friends and make sure they come to every game. When you shoot, make sure you let out a cute little scream and just chuck it.

Now that you know how to be a cool girl at Lone Peak, I'm looking forward to seeing your transformation on monday when we get back.

if I were to talk to you right now..

This is what you would hear.

I have no poetic words for you, no literary writing. When I speak in person, this is how I talk to people. In English.

Let me just tell you,

Have you ever known what it feels like to
sweat
and
Love It?
I believe that my schedule of the day previously included,
pure
torture and possibly death.
But did you know?
It is wonderful.
Being in shape...that's wonderful.
Knowing what your body can do, and what it is
capable of.
Truly terrifying and inspiring at the same time.

You could possibly be thinking right now that I am the most disgusting person you may ever meet or get a chance to meet.
You may be judging. But who cares? Not me. I'm in love with my body and what it can do. (don't take that the wrong way, please.)

Also, today, I ate lunch.

now here's a true tangent for you:

Another thing I really like is when people read my blog. I was thinking about blogs the other day...and who really cares? People read these blogs like they are some magazine. But blogs I have read, are personal. Very personal. Some blogs include things that nobody would think about telling somebody in person. You think my blog is deep? I'm not being a hypocrite. The things I write are the things I am comfortable telling people. I guess those people could also be willing to share those things about themselves. But blogs are only an example of the technology that prohibits our everyday lives. Especially mine. Look at me. I'm typing this on a blog when I could be telling somebody else. (This is hypocritical.)

Par example: Let's glance into my life. Texting. The everyday teenager's enemy. I love it. I can tell people things I would never say to their faces. I can text boys and tell them everything on my mind without feeling like a complete dope until I see them in person the next day. Truthfully, I would never find myself in the kind of drama I dive into without it. Texting is a convenience that can quickly evolve into destruction and distraction.

You think this post was random?
You should meet me in person.

Here is a nice picture for you: