high school

P.E class

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Hello lovelies! So today I wanted to write a blog post but I just couldn’t think of anything that I felt like writing, but then I remembered that I have countless embarrassing stories from my sports class! Therefore, I am going to share a couple of stories with you.

So like most schools, it’s usually compulsory to have to do sport as one of your classes. I have to, and it’s probably one of the subjects I loathe the most. I mean, I am just not that coordinated and every lesson, I usually seem to make a fool of myself somehow. It would probably be unusual for me not to embarrass myself during a P.E class.

One time, the course we were doing was basketball and I was actually quite enjoying it. I wasn’t the best at it, but I usually managed to play it okay. So one day, I was playing basketball and I was doing a pretty damn good job at it too. I was also really excited because it was like the first time I was actually not making a huge fool out of myself in sport. I was getting a few goals and the teacher and some of my other class mates seemed to be pretty impressed. So I’m dribbling the ball up the court, literally so close to getting a goal when I feel someone on my tail. It turns out it was one of my opposing players and former ex best friend from primary school. Let’s just say that she wasn’t the nicest of girls and when I stopped being friends with her because she treated me like crap, she kind of began to hate me. Oh and did I mention that she’s really popular now and kind of intimidates me? Anyway, so she’s on my tail but I wasn’t giving up, I was going to get a goal. I kept running until… boom! I’m body slammed to the ground and everyone in the gym went silent. Oh and because my opposing player didn’t realise that she’d pushed me down (I think), she kept running for a bit which made me slide against the floor, which also made a loud squeaky sound on the floor as I kept being pushed. She eventually stopped and realised what she had done and immediately apologised, so at least she said sorry. I don’t think she meant to do it, but damn that hurt. Plus, I was majorly embarrassed as the whole class was staring at me!

Another time was when I was in the change rooms changing into my sport uniform when my friend told me that my crush (who is a major hottie by the way) was standing outside near the change rooms. He must’ve had a sport class at the same time as me so he was probably waiting for his teacher. Anyway, once I was dressed, I walked out of the change room and strutted past him with my friends. I thought, hey, maybe he would see me for once! Anyway, we walked into the gym and from where he was, he could see inside of the gym and he happened to be looking at us. While the rest of the girls in my class were waiting for the teacher, they were shooting hoops with basketballs so I decided to join in and look sporty in front of my crush. This obviously did not go to plan. I grabbed a ball, and began to run up to the hoop. I was pretty sure I looked good but then, I tripped over my own foot as I was running and nearly fell over but luckily didn’t. I was just hoping he didn’t see that. But no, that didn’t stop me, I kept running and hurled the ball upward, aiming to get a goal. Unfortunately the ball did not go in the hoos and I had managed to trip over my own feet again just a I took the shot, which this time made me fall over. I fell face first onto the gross gym floor as my friends ran over to me to see if I was okay. I then looked over to my crush where he was laughing at me with his friends. Then I decided that I couldn’t get more embarrassed enough so I just layed on my back on the ground and decided to stay there for a while. I practically died of embarrassment!

I hope you all enjoyed reading about my sport class mishaps and I hope they made you laugh a little! And just remember, embarrassing moments make the best memories.

Stay beautiful,

Just a girl with no clue, is logging off xx

 

 

 

 

Granny pyjamas?

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Hello everyone! I know, I’m a horrible, horrible person because i haven’t posted anything in a whole month. I feel terrible. Trust me, I haven’t forgotten about this blog at all because I always think, ‘that would be good to write on my blog’ or ‘I should tell everyone about what just happened on my blog.’ I just never actually end up writing it! I think you jut get so caught up in life, that you forget to do some of the things that make you the happiest. And this blog is honestly one of the best things I have. So I am so sorry that I haven’t been around lately, I promise you that will change!

So today I want to talk to you about a very embarrassing and uh… interesting experience I had lately. Every year, at my school, we have this competition when people of about groups of twenty have to do a perfromace and sing a song in front of the whole school. And then the teachers that are the judges, decides who wins. I have done it every year since i’ve been in high school and it is such a great experience! Although, many people say that it’s only for losers and its ‘not cool’ to do it. But I still do it anyway because I want to get involved and enjoy my high school experience as much as I can!

So of course this year I signed up and my group leaders decided that we were doing the song Bad Blood by Taylor Swift… But with a slight twist. Basically, it was set in an old peoples retirement home and it was all about us bickering with each other. It was a hilarious idea. So we practiced it for weeks but then came the day I realised that I would hvae to wear old peoples clothes in fron of the whole entire school! I tried to not let it worry me too much, but you have to admit, I was pretty much commtting social suicide. So I asked my mum for some help with choosing out a costume and she said I can wear some floral pyjamas that looked like a grandma would wear with my pink dressing gown that I have had since forever. So I thought that would be a pretty good costume and I actually loked like an old lady when I tried it on.

The performance day came and I was ready… but kind of nervous that I was going to be dressed a a granny in front of th whole school. Goodbye to any possible guy I could date… Goodbye to people thinking I was normal…

But before the performance, I realised that other peoples thoughts didn’t matter! I am going to go out there, try my best and own my granny pyjamas! That’s exactly what I did. Of course i heard a lot of laughter and whispering but I still went out there, gave it my very best shot and I was proud to be standing in front of the whole school in granny pyajams. The performance went smoothly except when I fell over back stage and held everyone else up… But something like that was bound to happen to me, I;m just glad it wasn’t worse. Afterwards, while we were waiting for the results, I was excited to find out if we were going to win. I actually thought we had a really good chance.

So then, they announced the winner and it was… US! We were so happy that all of our hard work and sacrificed lunch times for rehearsals was worth it! Once again, I ran up onto the stage with my granny pjs still on along with everyone else and received our award! All I can say is that embarrassing myself was totally worth it.

So to all of you… Please don’t be afraid to do something in high school or anywhere else just becase of what other people think. If you enjoy doing it, then do it! Because in the end we will look back on these memories when we made a fool out of ourselves and be proud of them! So when an opportunity comes up, ask yourself, what would I regret more? Doing this or not doing this? The choice is yours.

Stay lovely,

Just a girl with no clue, is logging off xx

Photo day

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Hey everyone! I hope that you have all had a good day and that your week so far has been good. Today I want to talk about my school picture day that occurred last Thursday.

You see… I have a tendency to look bad in all of my school photos no matter what, it’s kind of like my thing now. I don’t even get how it happens, I don’t know if I don’t smile fast enough or if i’m just not that photogenic, the point is, school photos for me are nothing to be proud of.

So I wake up on Thursday morning, thinking about how I can do my hair and makeup to make this years school photos look good. Then I check the time and I realise i’m already running late. I quickly throw my school uniform on and look at myself in the mirror, i’m already having a breakout!. It just kept getting better from there. I go into the kitchen to have my morning cereal, but while im making it, I spill milk on my school uniform. I quickly go over to the sink and wash it off, luckily it would dry by the time I got to school. I run back in to my bedroom, even though I should be leaving for school now. I forever try to do something nice with my hair, but nothing would work! I had also apparently forgotten how to braid even though i’ve been braiding my hair for my whole life. Knowing that I’m really late, I throw my hair up into a messy low ponytail. I put my makeup on the best I can, but this breakout really wasn’t helping. Finally, i’m done getting ready even though I failed at looking just little presentable.

I get to school and see all of my friends, of course their hair all looks perfect and none of them had forgotten how to braid this morning! I rush to my first class to get my name marked off, when I realise that my form to hand in when I get my picture, isn’t all filled out. I suddenly go into panic mode and call my mum, it turns out that she had filled out the form online so I didn’t have to worry about it. I get off of the phone and practically run to my first class, by now, my hair is looking like a complete mess. Once we got our names marked off of the role, we head to the auditorium where our photos will be done. While waiting in the line for the whole year group photo, I fix my hair but it still looked horrible.

Finally it was time to have the big group photo with my whole year and I wasn’t feeling confident. The first time the flash went off to take the photo, I didn’t actually know they were taking the photo yet so I wasn’t ready. If they use that version for the yearbook, I will probably have a really stunned expression on my face. In the second photo they took of all of us, I was pretty confident that I actually looked alright, but knowing my luck, they won’t use that one. I don’t actually know how many photos they ended up taking, but what happens to me is that with every photo they take, the more my smile turned into a frown. I have no idea if that makes any sense or if I just sound like a complete freak right now.

So once that is over, we do our individual photos. The photographer that I was going to have was really nice, every time he took a photo of a student, he would say something like, ‘you look amazing!’ or ‘you look beautiful.’ So I go up to the photographer, feeling pretty confident, and sit on the seat provided. He takes the photo and ends up looking quite unsure about it when he looks at the screen on his camera. So, he decided to take another one. I wasn’t losing all of my confidence yet, so I thought maybe this one will look nice. He took it and then looked at the picture for quite a long time, with that same unsure expression on his face. Finally he ends up saying, ‘uhh… yeah, it’s good.’

I mean like seriously! Everyone else looked amazing but all he said to me was, “uhh… yeah, it’s good.” I have no idea if he just decided to make me feel unsure about my picture for the fun of it or because it actually is really bad and he couldn’t be bothered taking another one. All ‘im saying is that I think i’m cursed or something because I seem to be very unlucky on picture day!

Anyway, that is my picture day experience, I hope you all enjoyed reading about my unlucky and awkward mishaps! Have you had any funny picture day experiences? Comment below!

Stay beautiful,

Just a girl with no clue, is going offline xx