Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

Well, since my mom refuses to take me to school anytime soon, I'll just use my time wisely. Seeing as I just missed first period, and am currently missing an AP french class, which you can't hand in your homework the next day so I guess I'm screwed for that. I'm probably not going to make it for third period, which is fine by me because I don't like government, and we're not doing anything exciting or important. I'll probably end up going in for the the one and only class I don't have to do work in, lunch. Just in time to go to gym after!

Okay, now for the "blog" part of my "blog". (I started this on the fifth.)

The school year has finally started, three days into it, and my schedule is pretty busy. (Sorry, this is about to sound repetitive.) Each class I have is a class that can give you homework as well as classwork (or just talking about ghosts and spiritual healing all period during English). Well, all except lunch, which I get to share with my best friend and a couple other friends (I can't see why that'd be great or anything =P ).

I guess I could inform you "frequent readers" (haha) that I have another blog in progress. It's not like my normal posts though, it's a theory that I have/have had for a long time now. I've talked about it with some friends already, but I decided to add it to my little public online journal I have going on here. So there, now you know what kind of post to be expecting within the next couple ones (since I post "yearly" I guess you should be expecting it in a few years from now).

I guess I'll also tell you that I'm sitting here in gym (Which I have only one friend in!) while I write this, using my five subject notebook and a blue Hofstra pen. I thought you'd be content with knowing, even though my settings are likely to change throughout the post. Also, (just because I have a need for "fluff" all of the sudden?) I wrote the word "Hofstra" really boldly while zoning out for a couple seconds.

Okay, enough of the dumb stuff. I'll talk about cross country! (Oh wait...)

All summer, I've been running and have had no problems whatsoever. Now, I'm in the beginning of the cross country season and everything is starting to go wrong. With my feet that is. I've managed to get a huge blister on the arch of my left foot. This is the first time in my life I've ever gotten a big blister and I'm beside myself with what to do with it.

Another this with my feet (If you'd like to skip the "foot" part of this post, then you can skip down to the "***"s and continue reading from there. See how nice I am?), that occurred to me yesterday and brought me to tears, was my three middle toes on both feet cramping together causing the rest of my foot to feel like it's pulling forward towards my toes. Not a pleasant experience in the least bit. This has happened a couple times in the last year, but never to the extreme as yesterday. I'm not even sure if the tears were from the pain, or out of anger because I know I can go so much faster for longer, and do so much better. But no, they slowed me down and after I finished, I could barely walk.

There's also one more major thing with my feet, but I really don't want to get into it because I'm still really disappointed about them and I hate talking about my feet. So I'm going to skip that part.

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Yes, I've considered going to a podiatrist's, but my parents can't seem to get a hold of the foot him. So I'm "not running" at practice until we get to the foot doctor. (The quotes are because I've made the decision to run during practice when my parents told me not to. I know it's probably a bad idea, but I don't want to stop running.)

On a completely different note, it's really hard to write in script on a moving bus, let me tell ya.

Another little tid-bit of information I'd like to inform you about is that I'm starting another novel (I ran out of inspiration for the last one) and I'm really excited. (Hi Lisa's house! Hi Beth's house!) I'm thinking about putting an excerpt in here. Maybe, I don't know yet. (Why aren't buses more comfortable?) If only you could see this excuse for handwriting.

So I'm sitting here, on the bus (And we just passed by a certain Dork's house!) and Jack Johnson's song "Sitting, Waiting, Wishing" came on my iPod. It's not really a "happy" song, and I can't really relate to the song as a whole at all. But there are a few lines of lyrics that make me think and I realize I can relate to them.

For example, the first three lines:

Now I was sitting waiting wishing

That you believed in superstitions

Then maybe you'd see the signs

These relate, in a way, to one situation I'm facing myself with. Where I'm just sitting, waiting and wishing for something to happen, I guess.
And now for these lines:

But it's not my scene

Wont this plot not twist?

I've had enough mystery,

Keep building it up, then shooting me down

But I'm already down...

These lines actually have to do with all of the stuff I'm dealing with at home. But because of school, things have been sufficiently better, I am happy to say. (Maybe all of those wishes at 11:11 have finally paid off!?)

I'm still super curious to know what I'll be doing and how things will turn out in a year from now. It's so hard to not think about it. Sometimes, I wish I could just fast forward, for a few moments, just to see and know what to expect in certain situations. But I guess that's kinda of like reading the last chapter in a really good book, huh? I guess I'll just be sitting here, waiting for what the future has to bring me, and wishing for the best!