portunity for greatness. I have to make my opportunity. I have to practice what I preach. I tell Norah to try, put herself out there, never give up, practice all the time. How can I keep drilling this into her head If I can't do the same. So what if I'm not Shakespeare or Whitman? So what if I'm not the best photographer at CA? So what if I'm not at a national level at swimming? None of these worries are an excuse to not try my hardest, do my best. If I want to be extraordinary, be great, I have to practice, I have to learn, and I have to commit, as soon as possible.
Signing off,
Deborah
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June 21, 2010- The first day of Summer
Ok, so I didn't start greatness right then. No, instead I sat around and watched TV show reruns. I should probably learn to stick to a plan. Speaking of plans, I should probably take a shower.
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July 7, 2010,
It's 109 degrees out, ridiculous. I'm spending all of my time eating Japanese grape candy and making a bucket list. I can just picture myself riding an elephant, sneaking into a fancy pool, making soft pretzels. It makes sitting here seem pretty boring. I have literally nothing to do, nothing else to think. The clock is ticking for summer and despite how many times I tell myself I need to do something, I can't. It's too damn hot out. I'm serious, I go outside with good intentions of practicing photography or running a mile. I spend two minutes out there and I suddenly find myself sitting on the couch reading Perez Hilton.
I really don't know what to do. I mean sure I could practice some pilates in preparation for my swim meet later, but I really don't have that much energy. I sleep for maybe nine hours and I sometimes take naps, yet I always find myself sluggish and exauhsted. I blame it on three things:
1.) The Weather
2.) My diet which includes, Diet Pepsi, Vanilla Ice Cream, Pasta, and Candy
3.) The fact that I refuse to get dressed until it is absolutely reuired
Probably not the best thing that I have almost no intake of proteain but I am sick of salmon, steak,
Signing off,
Deborah
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June 21, 2010- The first day of Summer
Ok, so I didn't start greatness right then. No, instead I sat around and watched TV show reruns. I should probably learn to stick to a plan. Speaking of plans, I should probably take a shower.
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July 7, 2010,
It's 109 degrees out, ridiculous. I'm spending all of my time eating Japanese grape candy and making a bucket list. I can just picture myself riding an elephant, sneaking into a fancy pool, making soft pretzels. It makes sitting here seem pretty boring. I have literally nothing to do, nothing else to think. The clock is ticking for summer and despite how many times I tell myself I need to do something, I can't. It's too damn hot out. I'm serious, I go outside with good intentions of practicing photography or running a mile. I spend two minutes out there and I suddenly find myself sitting on the couch reading Perez Hilton.
I really don't know what to do. I mean sure I could practice some pilates in preparation for my swim meet later, but I really don't have that much energy. I sleep for maybe nine hours and I sometimes take naps, yet I always find myself sluggish and exauhsted. I blame it on three things:
1.) The Weather
2.) My diet which includes, Diet Pepsi, Vanilla Ice Cream, Pasta, and Candy
3.) The fact that I refuse to get dressed until it is absolutely reuired
Probably not the best thing that I have almost no intake of proteain but I am sick of salmon, steak,
