Changes

Recently, I've had some stuff happen. By stuff I mean it seemed like my whole world came crashing down. I was on a team (not a sports team) and I had been unhappy for a while. Last year, after a startling revelation, I realized that my place on the team was apparently not as valuable as I thought it was. This really upset me. The biggest issue was the coach. Although, I admit, I did not behave in the best way possible her behavior was abhorrent. Actually, we did similar things, but there are differences between teenager girl and a forty-year-old woman. 

So as of today, I quit the team. I'm sad because I loved the activity so much and I'm definitely going to pick it back up in college. However, it's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulder now that I don't have to deal with that drama. 

I'm joining the bowling team. I'm going to be a real athlete for once in my life. You may be thinking "bowling isn't a real sport, what are you talking about?". I'm here to tell you that you're wrong, at least for my school. Funnily enough, it's the one sport we're really good at. Football? No. Baseball? We're getting good (we did win state last year). Basketball? I actually have no idea, I don't pay attention to that. Soccer? Average.

But bowling? That's our thing. It's a home-turf advantage too.

So I'm an athlete now. That's strange. I never thought that would happen.

Love,
Elsie. 

I don't get beginnings

Sometimes, beginnings are just as hard as endings. What are you supposed to say? Am I supposed to talk about myself? I'd rather not. I'm pretty boring, believe me. 

I tend to start a bunch of new blogs and then forget about them. I've got so many Tumblr blogs it's not even funny. I haven't posted on one of them in three months. And up until recently, I had completely forgotten about blogger. A lot of bad stuff has happened over some of my blogs here and my old blog was a bad memory. I can't seem to let it go though. But I want a place to vent (obviously I don't see my therapist enough) and I don't want that old one. I've changed so much since the last time I've posted on it. I feel like I'm a completely different person. I guess that's what growing up really is. 

I want this one to work though. I might seem like a desperate, whiny, hipster teenager but I need an outlet and sometimes the internet is the best place. I apologize in advance for being, well, ridiculous and weird old me.

Welcome to my life.

Love,
Elsie.