The Daily Life of a Fourteen Year Old

December 14, 2012

Today. Oh today.

P.E! Freezing cold in the morning, almost caught frostbite in my fingers. P.E. first period every single day. Such a drag. My friends and I did the lap around The Track. Oh, The Track. Such a kind and lovely track. Not. Stupid Ms. Benson. Made us do a "warm up" lap right before we had to do a second lap where you had to get your best time. Of course all us girls have to go first, not even 2 minutes to cool down after our little friendly "warm up" lap. And to make it even worse, I got 16 seconds worse. I know it doesn't sound much, but actually that a pretty good chunk added to my best time of 1 minute 4 seconds. Do the math and yes, 1 minute 20 seconds! I was so angry, it actually kept me somewhat warm throughout the whole period. Thanks again Ms. Benson.

Drama! Got called out to the theatre about half an hour into second period. (Thank the Lord Jesus, AMEN!!) We do this thing called "Fractured Fairytales" where you take an ordinary fairytale, Pinocchio for example, and put your own little twist on it, like turning the name into "Pinocchio and Pinochiette". It's so exciting! I've done plenty of plays before where I'm in front of hundreds upon hundreds of people, but the difference with this play was that it was hundreds of little kids! Kindergarten through 3rd grade to be exact. We had two showings during school, and it turned out extremely well! The only downfall is that I was helping out with props backstage and I cut my toe. I know. EWW! I also went to Barnes and Noble that night to perform my play a third time along with a select few other plays. I FLIPPIN TRIPPED ON THE 3 FOOT WIDE STAGE AND FELL AHHH!!! I'm the kind of girl that needs everything to be perfect. (AKA I probably have OCD, but not extremely) And everyone said I did my part perfect, and covered my "flaw" excelently. BUT STILL ITS GOING TO IRK ME ALL WEEKENDDDDD!! AHHHHH

Depressing stuff. I'm pretty sure we have all have already heard about that shooting at an elementary school in Conneticut. It absolutely broke my heart, especially when I thought about all those parents who will have one less child to tuck into bed everynight. My family and I all prayed for all of them. I know that every one of those kids are sitting in the arms of Jesus right now, never to feel pain or sorrow again. And I hope and pray that their parents will soon come to know the Lord if they haven't already so they will one day get to see their beautiful child once more, in a place full of happiness, absolutely no darkness, no sadness. What broke my heart was when my little brother was sobbing and asked, "Why does this stuff happen? Why can't everyone just get along, mom? The world would be such a happier place." To add to that, my lovely Aunt Marilyn passed away this morning. When I was told I couldn't even mutter a sound, I was completely frozen in time. No. I kept telling myself. No. This isn't possible, I just talked to her a few days before. She was happy, talking, in no pain at all. It just couldn't sink in. This was possibly the worst Friday I had ever experienced.

Remember, hug loved ones often. Hold them close. Say "I love you" often. Life is so unpredictable.

Goodbye for now,

Aislyn xx

p.s. sorry, this was meant to be published yesterday, but I had so many things on my mind and I had just fallen asleep to get away from it all.