Today was slightly uneventful, but eventful all at the same time. The stories I am going to write about today began once again in my English class. First, I just want to know that I can be awkward. I make awkward facial expressions that usually don't portray how I feel, and end confusing those I am interacting. I awkwardly make my way through crowds, turing sideways, and scrunching my face as if that is going to make my entire body any smaller than it is. I awkwardly form sentences that usually never get my point across. I awkwardly announce the tragedies within my life, and then awkwardly laugh it off. I awkwardly take compliments. Someone compliments me, and I blush and respond with, "I don't know what to say to that.", and then we both feel awkward, and I awkwardly walk away. I am just AWKWARD. With that being said my teacher in English took up my quiz today, and I made an awkward face. He thought that I had something to say, and commented, "Are you not allowed to talk today?" I responded, "No." And then I remained awkward. The girl next to me then took this opportunity and said, "Don't talk." Like the guy who told me to talk in third person, she did not specify an amount of time of which I was to perform this task. So like unlike the third person, I decided I would only do it for the rest of this class. Then the class was put into groups so that we could discuss our reading for the day. I, being the only one with a copy of the reading, was not allowed to talk. The girl who had instructed me to not talk was within my group and she became frustrated. My teacher tried to help me out by telling me that I could talk again. However, my ground rule is that I am to listen to the first opportunity. Therefore, I still could not talk. But I found a loop hole after the girl who instructed me not to talk became frustrated with herself. I found that not talking in this class may effect my educational experience, and therefore due to my ground rule of not being able to effect my education, I was now allowed to talk.
I know, this probably frustrates a lot of you. You think I am cheating. I understand. However, when you projects like this I warn that you be careful of your ground rules. Put enough in there to keep you from trouble, but know that when you are in a rough spot you will rely one these rules to give you loop holes out of situations like this one. So when planning your ground rules be specific, but not so specific that your project ends up not even being a project at all. Meaning, with my ground rules I can find a loop hole to almost everything, but if I did I would not take any opportunity and therefore this project would have absolutely no point whatsoever. So this is what I warn you of.
Then my friend asked me to workout with her. (Hence my title) I do have to say though, that this isn't really interesting. I am not really the couch potato that hates to exercise. I will admit that I am not very good with running, so I ride a bike. But I enjoy exercise, and always have. I do have to admit that the only exercise I had the most trouble with was forced exercise, like in gym class or sports. But I went to gym, as I should be doing weekly, and worked out the hardest I have in a long time. I felt great, but the next morning I hurt so bad. However, I love being sore because it means I actually did something. I hope to workout more often. I just find it hard to find time to do so.
Lastly, today I played guitar at my small group. I was extremely nervous about doing so. I cannot sing to save my life, and the songs that I said I was going to play I never had time to practice. I got there and there was another girl playing guitar. She went before me. She claims that she has less experience on the guitar than me, but if I say so myself she is a pretty decent guitar player especially considering the time frame that she has been playing. Plus, she is an amazing singer. And I had to follow this amazing singer. So I chose not to sing. Instead, I played "How He Loves" by John Mark McMillan as everyone else sang. It was actually not bad, and if asked to do it again I probably will. Yes, I kept messing up the f chord because I was nervous and my guitar pick kept slipping out of my sweaty hands, but it sounded okay and it wasn't the death of me.
As I said today was eventful, but not completely exciting. But I hope you enjoyed it anyway! Talk to you soon!
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