My English teacher said that we go through a difficult time if we see things as burdens as opposed to challenges. It was relevant to his lesson on the connotation of words. Challenges are mostly seen as positive while burdens are negative. I felt like he was talking about me. I need to stop being Negative Nancy. It's not a good thing when everything becomes a burden: waking up, school, tests, clubs, journalism, playing with my brother, homework... even swimming!
I feel a cold coming on. I don't think it's natural to be sick twice in the past two months, especially around the hottest months of the year. I think the absence of swimming, exponential increase in stress, lack of vitamins (because I'm always thinking of something else and forget to take them), and unusual eating habits due to the absence of swimming are the reasons for this sickness. Oh and a few minutes ago, my mom said I'm breaking out again. Great.
On the bright side (because there always is one), I do hope I win Homecoming Queen :)
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Endings
Two days ago, I watched the San Bruno fire on TV from moments after it happened. I was initially pretty annoyed when "Breaking News" interrupted my Friends episode, but this was serious. I stared at the fire for two hours, just watching the devastation.
Yesterday, thoughts and images of the Columbine shooting consumed my mind after the Rachel's Challenge program came to our school. I know it's supposed to be positive and uplifting, but I find it difficult to create that kind of strength when we are faced with so much death and despair. Life is just not fair for so many people.
Today is the ninth anniversary of September 11, 2001. I have seen countless photo albums of the terrorist attacks and watched and rewatched a video of the actual event, from the immediate aftermath of the plane crash all the way to the collapse of both towers followed by screams and crying all over the streets of New York. It was heartbreaking. For some reason, I let myself look up the biographies of the hijackers and read the timeline of events for that morning.
These three days have just been too much to handle. I just need to get into a different mindset, but it's hard.
Yesterday, thoughts and images of the Columbine shooting consumed my mind after the Rachel's Challenge program came to our school. I know it's supposed to be positive and uplifting, but I find it difficult to create that kind of strength when we are faced with so much death and despair. Life is just not fair for so many people.
Today is the ninth anniversary of September 11, 2001. I have seen countless photo albums of the terrorist attacks and watched and rewatched a video of the actual event, from the immediate aftermath of the plane crash all the way to the collapse of both towers followed by screams and crying all over the streets of New York. It was heartbreaking. For some reason, I let myself look up the biographies of the hijackers and read the timeline of events for that morning.
These three days have just been too much to handle. I just need to get into a different mindset, but it's hard.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Dawn
My grandparents left for China yesterday. I've been living with them my entire life, so it's very odd to not see them everyday. As is customary for most Chinese families, my grandparents are the ones who raised me since I was a baby while my parents were busy at work. I didn't think I would be this sad when they left, even if they are planning on coming back on September 19. My grandpa is 77 and my grandma is 76. It's hard to push away the nagging feeling that only one, or none, of them are coming back.
I believe I will be on another swimming hiatus until February, when MHS swim season starts. This week might just possibly be my last week at MTW, where I've spent the last nine years of my afternoons. Not swimming until February is going to make me so fucking miserable. It also really bothers me that my brother wants to quit swimming because he complains of a headache everyday. My dad is coming home from China today, so maybe my brother might relearn how to man up about things.
I believe I will be on another swimming hiatus until February, when MHS swim season starts. This week might just possibly be my last week at MTW, where I've spent the last nine years of my afternoons. Not swimming until February is going to make me so fucking miserable. It also really bothers me that my brother wants to quit swimming because he complains of a headache everyday. My dad is coming home from China today, so maybe my brother might relearn how to man up about things.
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