Thursday February 3rd
This last two days have been unbearably hard for me. Yesterday just hit me so hard all of a sudden. Know that there is a new semester inhabiting Chewonki Neck... A place all of us consider to be home. How weird? How strange? How quick? I hate the thought that someone else's laughter is filling the air, and our is no longer present. The thought that each time they enter their cabins... they're bringing in sand from their own semester. Our cooties, dirt, and trash has all been cleaned out and it no longer has a place at Chewonki. I guess this happens a lot in life. We loose things. Things that we happen to hold so dear, so much that it is easy to come by, sometimes without notice. It wasn't until yesterday when I got hit with a lot of things. All of the laughter and fun we all had, even the tiny fragments, have the biggest place in my heart. Being at a place where that is so common, learning how to live a life full of memories and joy, not taking anything for granted, I was still sadly able to. In those small moments, the common became nothing special, it - in itself was amazing, but I wouldn't have known its true power until after I left campus. Although much of us is gone from Chewonki, our presence will always be there. There will never, ever be a semester quite like 45. We are so special, and everything about us is just so unique and inspiring. We have the power to change the world, to look ahead into a bright future where our bonds grow even stronger, and our faith grows, like the wings on a bird flying thousands and thousands of miles. Like the last part of my Chewonki blog "I am going to leave Chewonki, knowing I have the power to make a difference, knowing that each and every one of my thoughts, which may or may not agree with everyone else’s, will be heard and have an impact. I leave here knowing that I have the power to change something that I may not believe in, to change something that has been oppressing our society for many years. I’ll leave here knowing that I have connected with each student and faculty member on some of the deepest levels I have ever experienced in my life, forming bonds that would otherwise take a lifetime."
Now, for my shitty day. Aside from the nostalgia.
I had my DCL competition today which is where every school competes against each other.
I decided to go home for two hours, because I had two blocks free and I wasn't feeling very well. I wanted to rest and eat lunch before my meet. I drove home, thinking my brother would be there to let me in see as my house key fell off my car keys. My brother wasn't there. I had to break in. I stood in 4 feet of show, broke through the window, ate lunch and rested. I panicked thinking that someone might have saw me break in, and might try and do it when I leave. I then proceeded to lock and secure every window and door. I left the house to go back to school with 5 minutes remaining until next period started. (It was the first day of second semester, it was crucial that I arrived on time). I left my car keys inside.... I HAD TO BREAK IN AGAIN. The only way I could possibly do this, seeing as all the doors and windows were locked, was through the basement door. This was unlocked, but completely covered in ice. I took the shovel and broke off all the ice, in the process of doing this, I broke the shovel. Oh, not to mention the door handle just completely fell off. I drove to school, yes I was late. KILL ME.
After last period got out, I was driving my car from the student parking lot to my pool's parking lot. Literally around 100 feet. In those 100 feet, I get into a car accident. Someone hits my car... Good thing there was no damage, but I was pissed!
I get into the meet, have my warm-up and such, and dive like poop. I dove so badly. I had only lost to 1 of the boys diving at this competition, meaning second should have been mine. Well, it wasn't because I scored 2 points lower on each dive. Which, int he end has a HUGE difference. It was really obnoxious because people kept telling me I did really well and that they were extremely impressed. That got me more angry, what would they think if I actually did do my best?! Which was so much better?!
Anyway... I was so angry, and I went home from the meet for around a half hour. From there I left to go to a psych dinner and dye/shave party for the swimmers. On my way there I was driving on a clear road, well on my side. The other side was jam packed with cars headed for the rotary. This one car was backing out of their driveway in the middle of two huge suv's making their way to the rotary. I obviously couldn't see them so I had to slam on my breaks. My car kept saying "your sliding, your sliding" for about two hundred feet. I came nearly 1 inch from hitting the car, had to do an evasive maneuver, and hit a snow bank. Then my car gets stuck in the snow.
COOL.
There was a pattern here... Weird... Second day of semester 46, two car accidents, two break-ins, two points lower per dive
P.S I ended up coming in 6th out of 18th in the meet, but I have two left!
If you guys are ever having a terrible day like me, watch this video. I peed laughing... literally... like really
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8UDVmmFvyQ
Miss you guys so so so much.
Much love xoxoxox,
Nick
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