March 2012
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So today I threw my back handspring by myself on the floor maybe ten times.
Okay, so they were all more like back headsprings. But I tried, and that’s all that matters.
We did this circle of death thing or something, and David made me throw it with no spot. After that I didn’t want to stop (even though I hit my head on the floor…hard). And I did not stop, until I got this major...
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February 2012
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Je chante toujours, mais je ne chante pas bien. Je veux chanter tres bien un jours.
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And every time I’m meant to be acting...
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I kind of really need to shower and finish some posters and get myself to sleep…but…I kind of painted my nails for no reason while I was sitting in my sister’s room, so my nails are wet….and I’d really like them to dry before doing any of these things…so….
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School. I developed my film, and it turned out well I believe! I’m always terrified to develop film because I feel like it’s not going to turn out. I really get super scared. But it did.
Dance dance dance dance dance dance. Dance!
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I am very happy right now, despite the troubles in the upcoming stress-free weekend and my issues with moving or not moving and all that jazz. Because in all honestly, this is what matters to me right now.
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Oh, that’s right. I keep thinking that this whole moving away thing will just kind of disappear. Every other time the subject’s been brought up, that’s exactly what happened. I mean, just a week or so ago, my dad was talking about moving to California. Now it’s Maryland or Korea. Who knows?
The problem is that this is kind of a huge decision for me to make, and I feel like...
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I guess my great weekend will have to start Saturday afternoon.
Mommy decided that it’d be a whole lot easier to just camp Saturday night, instead of going Friday night, drive me to Mililani High by before 8 in the morning, then to the studio by 2, then back to the campsite. That’s what I kind of thought at first, but then I got my hopes up cos’ mommy said we should just go on...
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Oh, the dress place called me during school to tell me that my dress arrived. Haha. They told me that I need to make an appointment for a fitting. I said sometime next week, but they said that would be too late. I told them that I am pretty busy this week, and they say I need to come in before next week. Well what the hell am I supposed to do? Can’t I just pick up my dress next week, and my...
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I went to dance today. I don’t usually go to dance on Mondays. But I’m going to be missing Thursday’s class because of the senior project meeting, so I thought I might as well go today for jazz as the makeup. Yes? Yes.
I am actually very glad I went. Allen reviewed and retaught the part they learned last Monday. I had fun. I enjoy jazz classes, even though I’m no good at...
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I’m thinking about moving to in with my grandparents for my entire senior year.
I guess there’s no chance of staying here until I graduate right now, and if I have to move, I’d rather move before senior year begins than more than halfway through. I’d have a better chance of graduating with higher grades over there if I move earlier, cos’ I wouldn’t have to jump...
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Yesterday I went to the park. Hadji, Donato, and Brandon were there…with a bike. Shawn came a little later on his bike, then they biked over to Brandon’s house to grab his bike. Oh my.
I can’t ride bikes. I never learned, cos’ I was always too scared. Their new goal is to teach me how to ride a bike.
It took them a while to get me on the bike at all, so we just kind of...
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I woke up pretty early this morning to head out to the lagoon. Na Opio championships! Keola did well. La’a got a medal, and Aja got three.
Neenah and I took photos of everything. I used up most of my film, so I’ll be developing it on Tuesday hopefully.
It started pouring rain out of no where.
And my crazy attractive boyfriend (who does not know who I am) was there…oh dear. I...
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My dad asked if I would mind if we moved. My reaction? What kind of a question is that?! This is like when a Hadji moment would be appropriate. He’d be like “Okay, now think about that question before asking it again.”
He just laughed at me.
I asked where we would have to move to. He wouldn’t answer. He said it didn’t matter. I said Yes it does matter! Cos’ if...
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I don’t know why I do this to myself. Why do I think? I need to stop thinking, and I need to stop caring.
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