Sometimes i feel like a ticking-time-bomb. I feel like i might explode because i am always angry. No matter what. I wish i was happier. Of course if you read my journal entries you would no that it's the same sob story: no friends, nothing to do on Christmas break, blah blah blah. But no i feel callused. I'm not going to suddenly start sobbing. I and numb with the pain... if that makes sense.

Besides i am way to excited to be upset anymore. Christmas is in 1 day!! :D i can't wait!!! :) it will be amazing. It will make me happy, and that's why im excited. To finally be happy and excited again.

I hate school. But i miss Martin (OMG), Chris and Rodrigo. (He was the one who wanted my number, and now he is NOT texting me back!) I -not only miss but- want Mr. Caccia. Sigh.


THE NORDIC

I bet if i fell in the snow and never got up i would start to feel the cold. Soaking through my pants, getting in my socks. But for now i was just okay.

After about 10 minutes of gliding and pushing and gliding and pushing i was aching all over. The insides of my feet stung and my arms were pinching. I would stop and moan and scream inside.
Dropping to my knees I would say "Daddy! Let's turn around now!" practically whining.
It was hard, i will admit that.

It just drained me of energy, tired me out so quickly that it wasn't worth doing it. Then to top of the embarrassment that was me trying to skate ski, whenever i had to go down a step hill i had to "pizza". I couldn't down hill ski of course. That's why im such a loser and have no friends, because I live in a famous ski town. Where all my friends ski.

I tried to "Poker face" my rhythm. Tried to keep moving in a pattern. "Relax..." my Dad kept saying. It was hard though. And Boring. I want Christmas to come. NOW.