Hands Held High, Eyes Into The Sky

School made my day great until I got home.

Spanish teacher wasn't here. It was depressing not to have her presence in the classroom. I miss her. Haha. Anyways so we had some white plump teacher who graduated in 2005 and already has a Mexican husband. Awkward...So basically the rest of class we watched La Catrina. Really boring, but relaxing.

Since we had prep rally, the sculed was messed up. It was 2, 8, 6, and then 4th. 4th is usually AcLab, but today it was reserved for the prep rally.

So in orchestra it was really relaxing. We got to play for like 30 minutes and then nothing for the rest of class. Bianca, my stand partner, started asking me if I was ready. Trying to get me into the step team spirit.

Then went to lunch. Practiced a bit of footwork with my asian buddies. And then went to pre-calc.

Pre-calc was fun. Lots of hard thinking involved and I got to leave early for the prep rally.

I got so pumped for prep rally. The first part was a bit ghetto. Cheerleaders. No offense to them, but they do the same routine every year. I mean even Poms does a much better job. Then we have some lip sync group. Funny. And then tug of war between the classes. And then a dancing competition between the teachers. We all thought it was going to be a stanky leg competition, but it turned out to be just a ghetto dance off dancing to the most ghetto songs ever. And while each group was performing their stuff to like rap songs and crap, a bunch of the girls from the step team kept on grinding me. So awkward, but I just lived with it. And then a few minutes later, it was our turn. I happened to be the last one in line. As I walked out, dang there was so many people. It was SUPER LOUD!@ So when we entered the gym we were suppose to act like we didn't know where we were suppose to stand and then find our actual spot. Since I was the last one, everyone was basically waiting for me. Embarrassing. Then we started stepping. I thought the ground was able to BREAK! But I did my best. And then we had to stroll out of the gym and again I was the last one. When we were almost done, I thought of turning around and waving to everyone, but that wasn't part of the plan. We got done and then we watched another Pom group do their thing.  Not bad I should say, but it would've been tight if we were last. Everyone so exited for us. I seriously think the reason why people go is because of the step team. But I feel bad for stealing a lot of the attention from the step team cause while I walked out, a bunch of people were like it's the asian on the step team. And then a bunch of my friends were yelling and screaming "You're such a stud and you're so sexy" Don't know why they said the sexy part. Not completely sure why the studly part especially when I'm nowhere near studliness.

Came home and found out I failed my Chem test. 66% That's so bad. I thought I did a decent job on the test. Maybe a 75+, but a 66. Depressing.

Step team seems like a third family now. Like literally. They're so welcoming and stuff. Like before we went out, we had a group prayer. It was awesome. And then Bianca touched my hand again for some reason and was like Damn you're sweaty! Stop being so nervous. And then I also learned how to grind the floor. HAHA! It's actually kind of fun.

Here's a video of our thing.

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=288330570649

God, thank you for the great performance today. I really enjoyed it. God thank for the F I deserved. I hope I can learn from it. I also pray for those who have lots of homework to do. I pray that they do well on their tests! THANKS!

Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts.