New Year~New Goals

So countdown begins, I'm less than a week away from school. I guess that means no more long summer days of just being lazy. No more traveling or hanging out with friends whenever I want to. No more sleeping in :(, that's the worst one of all. But it's time to face the facts. I have to go back to school. I have to, there's no going around it. I need to get over it and get out of the house, that's pretty much all I've done for the past week is stay in the house, and do something. So I have decided to make myself a list of goals for this year. I'm going to tape it by my bed and every time I do one of them I'll cross it out.

List of Goals for the 2012~2013 School Year 

 

Try out for a sport

Make new friends

Be more athletic

Get in shape

Get more sleep

Be a better morning person

Write more

Pay attention in class

Gets honer roll all year (A's and B's)

Practice music more

 

 

All of these might not get done and I might add more, I guess it just depends on how the year goes. For my sport I'm thinking of trying out for crew(I just need to find someone to try out with me). Making new friends should be the easiest thing on the list. Being a better morning person should be the hardest.

 

I'm pretty much ready for the school year. I got a backpack off of Ebay and it looks like this.....

 

 

 



I still need to get my school supplies but we don't get the list until the first day. Freshmen orientation is on Thursday so I'm hoping I'll feel better after I go to that. They're giving us a tour of the school and our classes, yay! I also get to see my friends. :)

 

To end this post I'm going to share something I found on tumblr. I know, I know I have a Tumblr problem.

 

Back to school (Avengers addition)

Waking up:

Walking in school:

Seeing all your friends:

Seeing all your enemies:

Seeing whose in your homeroom:

Lunch:

Hearing about the new hot kid:

Sitting through all your classes:

Dealing with everyone for the rest of the year:

 

Yep that's pretty much how I feel. Only on Tumblr. Hope everyone has a great last week of summer and if your already in school just think of it this way. You get out of school sooner.

~Caroline



The sadest thing I have even seen on tumblr.

*This post may contain dramatic images that are not suitable for young children. Viewer digression is advised.*

This post is spread awareness of the saddest thing I have ever seen on Tumblr. No, not of a kid who has cancer or me losing all of my followers. It's a picture of this poor little dinosaur and his heart breaking story. (This story was written in the comments of this picture, by many of Tumblr's finest anonymous authors. Enjoy.)

No, it’s fine. I didn’t need my heart.

Are we crying about a doodle of dinosaurs?

Yes

Welcome to Tumblr

Oh god it hurts why would you ever

The meteor was coming.

Oh, God, it was coming and she didn’t know what to do. Her son, her beautiful little son, pressed
close to her side, craning his neck to look up at his Mother.

“Mummy, why is everyone moving? There’s plenty of food here.” He asked in his sweet, innocent voice.

“Because, my sweet, sometimes it is best that we move on. It is our way.” She replied, forcing the words past the lump in her throat.

“Oh,” Her son said, turning his gaze to the fiery rock in the sky that would spell their deaths out for them, “the old Triceratops told me it was cuzza that rock. He said the rock could hurt us real bad.” He continued, not understanding what he meant by those words in his innocence.

“Triceratops is being silly, he just wanted to tease you one more time before he left.” She lied, choking on her tears. Oh, God, he son, her lovely son, was going to die not understanding.

“Oh.”

She turned her face to the meteor- it was close now. It wouldn’t be long. Swinging her head around, she dropped her face to her sons and nuzzled him one last time. “Let’s play a game, yes? And then we’ll go join the others.” She suggested.

“Okay! What game shall we play, Mummy?”

“Let’s play pretend. We will imagine the sort of place we would like to move to, and when we open our eyes, that’s where we shall be.”

“How do we play?”

One last look at the meteor- it was almost time.

“Close your eyes and imagine the place, and count to thirty out loud. Just like when we play Hide-and-Seek.” She curled herself around her son, both of them now laid on the beach.

“Ok, Mummy. 1, 2, 3, 4…”

She watched the meteor approach with sad eyes, and just before it hit land she turned her head, laying it and her neck over her son and bracing herself.

Her son had not yet said 30, but it was over.

-excuse me while I sob-

~Caroline