I really, really, really, really, really HATE hospitals.
And guess what?
I have spent a lot of time recently at the hospital for various reasons.
Firstly, I spent 8 hours in a hospital from an unfortunate rugby accident.
You see, it was our first game of the season.
I was nervous
GOOOOODDD GRRRIIIEEEFFF II WWWAASSS NNNEEERRVVVOOUUSSS
x's a billion... you don't even know.
So bascially the game started...
second half rolled around...
a girl was headed towards our goal line... and she had to be stopped.
I went after her, as fast as I could.
It all went black.
I started to wake up with my coach looking over me talking to be. Johnston was my hero just then. He practically picked me up off the ground. Put his arm under my arm and helped me walk off the field with my pride still in tact... hardly.
I was then walked across the field by my Johnston as the game finished. I was then in the care of my two cousins GWest and CWest, CWest's fiance Mckay and BFF teach ( now will be referred to as Hudson).
I don't remember what I said or what I did but I do remember sitting in Mckay's car talking to about the most random things.
My parents finally came, and I sat in their car in silence on the way to the hospital.
Thinking...
FRIG
Me+Hospital= disaster
We arrived, I signed in and I sat there, and sat there... and sat there.
Then
SOMEONE TURNED ON THE FRIGGIN' CAPS-HABS GAME
THEY STARTED TO SCREAM! AND CHEER!
It was the most irritating thing in my entire life.
I then fell asleep in my mothers arms.
You're not supposed to do that apparently.
But I did anyway!
By the time I got out of the hospital, I had been there 9 hours. I felt sick and horrible and never wanted to go back there ever... ever.. EVER again.
But, the next month I went to a hearing test, just this past Friday.
1/2 before the test... I felt so sick before even walking into the hospital
I did the test.
My hearing was perfect.
But
One test would not work.
As it turns if that test doesn't work.
You have a problem, and my happened to be that there was a hole in my ear.
Now I have to go to the hospital at least another 2 times.
And I tell you...
I am just so excited.
Not.
That is all.
Westie<3
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
What a Day
Oh Hey
it's me ... again
Go figure
Today happened to be one of my favourite days
A Thursday.. I know how weird am I??
Today was special to me for various reasons.
Starting off, I had a wonderful morning, eating a piece of toast with raspberry jam, and nutella ( that's a good mix I tell you!). A BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS! that's for sure!
I practically ran to the bus stop ( which is no rare occurrence on my part). I got to see my two little seconds cousins (both of whom are dolls mind you), and I rocked out to Glee on the way to school, that could put anyone in a fantastic mood!
Once arriving at school, I went downstairs to talk to my bff teacher. He made my morning, as he frequently does! Makes me laugh.. what a guy. I talked with him to the bell, and then made my way to 1st period.
I went to bio (which was 1st because of the rotation). We did a few problems, I was made fun of by my teacher (which also happens.. a lot, but I dish it right back).
Right after that we had study hall, which can either be awful or a farce. Today we just hung out and had a great time!
During 2nd (which was really considered 1st because of the rotation). We saw a mock disaster, and it was cold outside... but we still had a good time listening to it.
If I am boring you, this gets better.
During 4th it was a mock trial for my law class, full of laughs!
5th is always a classic for me, considering it's with my bff teacher.
Wow, we watched a section of speed, the fantastic movie that it is. We did a presentation, watched a Tina Turner video at the very end of class. I went up to the computer to watch it and BFF starts dancing beside me, and it was soooooooo funny. He then put on proud mary, to which point my cousin (who works at my school, walks in and rolls his eyes, something us wests do a lot) walks in-- we at that point made fun of BFF a lot... it's what us wests do best.
I walked to the mall at which point I was in a desperate to find an outfit for the Rugby banquet that night.
I searched.
And searched.
AND SEARCHED.
nothing. nothing . nothing at sears. and besides... some woman glared at me everytime I walked by her... like I was going to steal or something... WHAT A JOKE
I decided to go somewhere because I was very desperate.
I went to ....
...
WALMART
GASP!
and within 5 mintues I found my whole outfit-- go figure.
So then I went back to sears and got my make up done.
It looked pretty:) I was happy.
So then I went to the banquet... It was AWESOME!!
I got a jacket with my name on it AND A BAG
I was a little excited... ask Ward, Sweet , Noonan, Bowes, O'Brien, and Roy. They can all tell you I was thrilled.
It turned out that Sweet and I's parents had took a french class together pre us!
what the heck!
The best was yet to come.
I have this thing where I write letters out loud.
Literally.
I'm known for it.
So today during school, I was asked by numerous to write one for the rugby banquet.
SOOOO I did!
I spent a part of psych writing this fantastic speech/letter.
I then at the banquet stood on a chair (shocking/ embarassing my poor father to death) and delivered this letter of mine.
I think a lot of people laughed a bit...
just a bit
regardless, it was one of the best moments of my life, I enjoyed every second, I got pictures, had fun, and enjoyed myself.
What a day!
That is all.
Westie<3
it's me ... again
Go figure
Today happened to be one of my favourite days
A Thursday.. I know how weird am I??
Today was special to me for various reasons.
Starting off, I had a wonderful morning, eating a piece of toast with raspberry jam, and nutella ( that's a good mix I tell you!). A BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS! that's for sure!
I practically ran to the bus stop ( which is no rare occurrence on my part). I got to see my two little seconds cousins (both of whom are dolls mind you), and I rocked out to Glee on the way to school, that could put anyone in a fantastic mood!
Once arriving at school, I went downstairs to talk to my bff teacher. He made my morning, as he frequently does! Makes me laugh.. what a guy. I talked with him to the bell, and then made my way to 1st period.
I went to bio (which was 1st because of the rotation). We did a few problems, I was made fun of by my teacher (which also happens.. a lot, but I dish it right back).
Right after that we had study hall, which can either be awful or a farce. Today we just hung out and had a great time!
During 2nd (which was really considered 1st because of the rotation). We saw a mock disaster, and it was cold outside... but we still had a good time listening to it.
If I am boring you, this gets better.
During 4th it was a mock trial for my law class, full of laughs!
5th is always a classic for me, considering it's with my bff teacher.
Wow, we watched a section of speed, the fantastic movie that it is. We did a presentation, watched a Tina Turner video at the very end of class. I went up to the computer to watch it and BFF starts dancing beside me, and it was soooooooo funny. He then put on proud mary, to which point my cousin (who works at my school, walks in and rolls his eyes, something us wests do a lot) walks in-- we at that point made fun of BFF a lot... it's what us wests do best.
I walked to the mall at which point I was in a desperate to find an outfit for the Rugby banquet that night.
I searched.
And searched.
AND SEARCHED.
nothing. nothing . nothing at sears. and besides... some woman glared at me everytime I walked by her... like I was going to steal or something... WHAT A JOKE
I decided to go somewhere because I was very desperate.
I went to ....
...
WALMART
GASP!
and within 5 mintues I found my whole outfit-- go figure.
So then I went back to sears and got my make up done.
It looked pretty:) I was happy.
So then I went to the banquet... It was AWESOME!!
I got a jacket with my name on it AND A BAG
I was a little excited... ask Ward, Sweet , Noonan, Bowes, O'Brien, and Roy. They can all tell you I was thrilled.
It turned out that Sweet and I's parents had took a french class together pre us!
what the heck!
The best was yet to come.
I have this thing where I write letters out loud.
Literally.
I'm known for it.
So today during school, I was asked by numerous to write one for the rugby banquet.
SOOOO I did!
I spent a part of psych writing this fantastic speech/letter.
I then at the banquet stood on a chair (shocking/ embarassing my poor father to death) and delivered this letter of mine.
I think a lot of people laughed a bit...
just a bit
regardless, it was one of the best moments of my life, I enjoyed every second, I got pictures, had fun, and enjoyed myself.
What a day!
That is all.
Westie<3
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Grad-itis
My Goodness.
It's getting to me.
I never thought it would, I thought there was no way.
Well, so much for that theory.
I am a pretty hard working student, two hours a night (again now since rugby is over), I get my stuff in on time, I do quite well, etc.
But
There is one thing, just one thing that can get to a grade 12 student at this time of year.
If you haven't guessed what it is based on my title, I'll tell you.
It is a common grade 12 illness call GRAD-ITIS
This is one terrible illness to have at the end of May. By this time in the year, the teachers tend to give students EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE. And let me reassure you, IT SUCKS!
I would much rather be spending my time watching glee then doing my psychology paper, or my law mock trial, or my AP biology (which I dislike to begin with mind you). That's what this illness does, it makes you procrastinate, get behind, find that the time goes slow, makes you think that you have all the time in the world to do work, and that you're practically done high school.
Well, yes, I am almost done high school, BUT, I am no where near to finishing the work that I really need to be doing. It isn't interesting to me anymore. It's almost like being on a diet and on your first day you decide that one chocolate bar isn't a bad thing, and then suddenly the chocolate bar is gone, as are other things, and your diet it out the window.
Like that example, so many people forget that there are still exams, final papers, important critical assignment that could possibly make or break their grade 12 year. Thankfully, I only need two more credits to graduates (but I am still doing all my work, slowly, but surely however). But still, the weather outside is getting nicer, the sun is out, you want to go hang out with your friends, and yet... you have a term paper due next week (I know I do).
As far as I'm concerned, I will get over this illness after I'm done 2 more major projects (one of which should be done by Monday or Tuesday, and the other by Friday!). But until then, the thought of fun in the sun, and procrastination will try and keep me away, but it will not defeat me!
Anyway, I must stop blogging and start a research paper!
WISH ME LUCK!
That is all.
Westie<3
It's getting to me.
I never thought it would, I thought there was no way.
Well, so much for that theory.
I am a pretty hard working student, two hours a night (again now since rugby is over), I get my stuff in on time, I do quite well, etc.
But
There is one thing, just one thing that can get to a grade 12 student at this time of year.
If you haven't guessed what it is based on my title, I'll tell you.
It is a common grade 12 illness call GRAD-ITIS
This is one terrible illness to have at the end of May. By this time in the year, the teachers tend to give students EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE. And let me reassure you, IT SUCKS!
I would much rather be spending my time watching glee then doing my psychology paper, or my law mock trial, or my AP biology (which I dislike to begin with mind you). That's what this illness does, it makes you procrastinate, get behind, find that the time goes slow, makes you think that you have all the time in the world to do work, and that you're practically done high school.
Well, yes, I am almost done high school, BUT, I am no where near to finishing the work that I really need to be doing. It isn't interesting to me anymore. It's almost like being on a diet and on your first day you decide that one chocolate bar isn't a bad thing, and then suddenly the chocolate bar is gone, as are other things, and your diet it out the window.
Like that example, so many people forget that there are still exams, final papers, important critical assignment that could possibly make or break their grade 12 year. Thankfully, I only need two more credits to graduates (but I am still doing all my work, slowly, but surely however). But still, the weather outside is getting nicer, the sun is out, you want to go hang out with your friends, and yet... you have a term paper due next week (I know I do).
As far as I'm concerned, I will get over this illness after I'm done 2 more major projects (one of which should be done by Monday or Tuesday, and the other by Friday!). But until then, the thought of fun in the sun, and procrastination will try and keep me away, but it will not defeat me!
Anyway, I must stop blogging and start a research paper!
WISH ME LUCK!
That is all.
Westie<3
Thursday, May 20, 2010
One of Those Days
Have you ever had one of those days where everything seems to go wrong, you're sad, slightly depressed, and it seems like your world is crashing down around you?
Well, for me, that day was in fact today.
It started more or less during first period. I was tired, annoyed, and worried about practically every single thing that I had to do. And of course, me and worrying never get along. So my exhaustion started to get the best of me, and I started to snap and every given chance. My poor friends, I don't know how they dealt with me today. I pity them, mostly because I am an AWFUL person when I am grumpy.
I couldn't answer one question in class without wanting to go and run for a bit. I was wanted to get up, move and walk around. However, that isn't exactly possible when you have to sit in biology for an hour, trying to figure out exactly what is going on.
By the time lunch rolled around I was an absolute bear, or at least I thought.
Then I started to eat my lunch with my faithful friends, they are a great bunch of girls, I love them all, and they know how to handle me. Lucky for them!
We sat outside the main office of the school, and I was still a major grump at this point, until they started talking about the things I did when I had my concussion. The stories were hilarious.
I am pretty good friends with one of my teachers, my dad taught him in Uni. and my cousins are both good friends with him too. As it turned out, during my concussion, when I was totally out of it, I SNIFFED him, and then proceeded to tell him that he smelled good.
When they told me this I DIED laughing
I could not believe that I had actually just done one of the most retarded things ever.
Apparently after I told him he smelled good, I apologized and started to cry, walk out of the class, and walk into a wall.
What a pick me up story, I was on the floor dying of laughter. Suddenly, the secretary of my school comes out and tells us to be quiet because they can't hear the people on the phones. This only made me laugh that much harder so we had to get up and leave.
After that the day got a lot better, I was thankful I have to be honest. Thank goodness for friends eh?
That is all.
Westie<3
Well, for me, that day was in fact today.
It started more or less during first period. I was tired, annoyed, and worried about practically every single thing that I had to do. And of course, me and worrying never get along. So my exhaustion started to get the best of me, and I started to snap and every given chance. My poor friends, I don't know how they dealt with me today. I pity them, mostly because I am an AWFUL person when I am grumpy.
I couldn't answer one question in class without wanting to go and run for a bit. I was wanted to get up, move and walk around. However, that isn't exactly possible when you have to sit in biology for an hour, trying to figure out exactly what is going on.
By the time lunch rolled around I was an absolute bear, or at least I thought.
Then I started to eat my lunch with my faithful friends, they are a great bunch of girls, I love them all, and they know how to handle me. Lucky for them!
We sat outside the main office of the school, and I was still a major grump at this point, until they started talking about the things I did when I had my concussion. The stories were hilarious.
I am pretty good friends with one of my teachers, my dad taught him in Uni. and my cousins are both good friends with him too. As it turned out, during my concussion, when I was totally out of it, I SNIFFED him, and then proceeded to tell him that he smelled good.
When they told me this I DIED laughing
I could not believe that I had actually just done one of the most retarded things ever.
Apparently after I told him he smelled good, I apologized and started to cry, walk out of the class, and walk into a wall.
What a pick me up story, I was on the floor dying of laughter. Suddenly, the secretary of my school comes out and tells us to be quiet because they can't hear the people on the phones. This only made me laugh that much harder so we had to get up and leave.
After that the day got a lot better, I was thankful I have to be honest. Thank goodness for friends eh?
That is all.
Westie<3
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Rugby
Today was the final day for MHS girls rugby 2010.
And let me tell you, I was both excited and but I was more sad than anything else.
Which is understandable, after all, it was going to be my first and final year.
Before the game started, my coach informed me that I would not be starting, which is understandable, I got a concussion the first game of the official season. The worst part about not starting however, is the wait, the wait to see whether or not I would play the last game... of possibly my entire life.
Suddenly, I got the call. My coach called me over just after half time and said to me " West you're in". And that is all I needed to hear.
The cheers I received while running onto the feel made me want to burst, I was proud to be apart of this team, and to be running onto the field, our home field, to play this game that we had all worked so very hard for.
The whistle blew, and I was ready to go. I had spent two and a half weeks sitting around watching everyone else play the sport that I truly loved, and that was hard. Today, I was playing and nothing was going to stop me-- Even #15, she was HUGE... even compared to me... and I'm a little tank.
So I ran, I never realized how much I liked to run... I had this stupid scrum cap on my head however, preventing my hair from blowing in the wind... BUT ANYWAY... I ran.. tackled, and ran some more.
We soon had a line out, they called for me.. and I ran, darting from left to right dodging players.. everything is a bit of a blur from then however, because I passed it to my friend and well, WE SCORED! I am partially deaf because of that try now, although I must admit I do love to hear Sweet screaming for dear life in my ear with happiness!
The game continued on, and we put up a fight, and I'm sure they weren't expecting one, after all, they had beat us two days before.
As the final whistle blew I realized that our season had come to an abrupt halt. It was over, and I tell you I was sad.
But I then I looked back and realized that I would never change a thing, the players, the coaches, the conditioning, even my concussion, it was all and experience.
As we celebrated that night at a local restaurant, I realized that I had been apart of a fine organization of talented players. we had had some rough times, injuries, and some bad refs, but we were a team, and more so a family, and that I would never want to change.
That is all.
Westie<3
And let me tell you, I was both excited and but I was more sad than anything else.
Which is understandable, after all, it was going to be my first and final year.
Before the game started, my coach informed me that I would not be starting, which is understandable, I got a concussion the first game of the official season. The worst part about not starting however, is the wait, the wait to see whether or not I would play the last game... of possibly my entire life.
Suddenly, I got the call. My coach called me over just after half time and said to me " West you're in". And that is all I needed to hear.
The cheers I received while running onto the feel made me want to burst, I was proud to be apart of this team, and to be running onto the field, our home field, to play this game that we had all worked so very hard for.
The whistle blew, and I was ready to go. I had spent two and a half weeks sitting around watching everyone else play the sport that I truly loved, and that was hard. Today, I was playing and nothing was going to stop me-- Even #15, she was HUGE... even compared to me... and I'm a little tank.
So I ran, I never realized how much I liked to run... I had this stupid scrum cap on my head however, preventing my hair from blowing in the wind... BUT ANYWAY... I ran.. tackled, and ran some more.
We soon had a line out, they called for me.. and I ran, darting from left to right dodging players.. everything is a bit of a blur from then however, because I passed it to my friend and well, WE SCORED! I am partially deaf because of that try now, although I must admit I do love to hear Sweet screaming for dear life in my ear with happiness!
The game continued on, and we put up a fight, and I'm sure they weren't expecting one, after all, they had beat us two days before.
As the final whistle blew I realized that our season had come to an abrupt halt. It was over, and I tell you I was sad.
But I then I looked back and realized that I would never change a thing, the players, the coaches, the conditioning, even my concussion, it was all and experience.
As we celebrated that night at a local restaurant, I realized that I had been apart of a fine organization of talented players. we had had some rough times, injuries, and some bad refs, but we were a team, and more so a family, and that I would never want to change.
That is all.
Westie<3
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