Track Meets + The Dance

This week has kinda been an interesting week.
As we all know last week during spring break I was sick that entire week. So, on Monday Gary said he didn't want me going to the varsity meet because I was sick. So, he said I could go to the junior varsity meet on Wednesday. (To be honest I was happy I wasn't going to the varsity meet because I don't think I'm that good.) So, my parents came to my meet on Wednesday and I just wanted to run the 800 meter and man I was really feeling the pressure with my parents coming. The race started, and I don't know what went over me! I just ran and ran and ran and before I knew it I was in first place and on the last 100 meters of my run. I picked up my speed and ran as fast as I could and before I knew it I was past the finish line and had taken first place. Besides the fact I tripped over the finish line and caught my self I thought I did pretty good. :D When I was all cooled off I walked up to my parents and they were so happy! My mom said that I was like 40 feet ahead of the girl in second place. GO ME! I ran 800meters in 2 minutes and 46 seconds. (My first time running it was 2 minutes and 53 seconds.)
So, because I ran so well on Wednesday it qualified me to run on varsity on Friday. (Yesterday) I got fourth place and was booted to run with the "big dogs". I cut two seconds off my time. Yaya me!
I also, would just like to point out that Jordan is an awsome friend! Not only while I was sick she brought me over soup, BUT she stayed yesterday to watch me run when she could have gone home earlier. Then, she tolerated me at the dance.
AND THE DANCE WAS SO MUCH FUN!!! I can't tell you why depending on who you are, BUT if you really want to know give me a call and I'll tell you. :D Cause, a guy that I really like was there are he was so sweet.

Sick+Grades+ugly hair

Okay, all spring break I've been sick. I haven't been running because my body hurts so bad I couldn't even stand. So, now I'm feeling a little better, but I don't energy. Not to mention I have a meet on Tuesday, and I really want to go to the meet but now I'm probably out of shape.
I'm already stressing about grades again. Metals class is killing me. I have a C-... I can't weld worth crap and the teacher is a hard grader. :( Seriously? If my dad were alive he would help me. :'(
Also, I got this awsome haircut right? Most of the time I walk out of the salon feeling ugly, but this time I didn't... it looked awsome! But then I showered, and it looks... less awsome... I can't get it to look like how the lady did it. So no cool! Not to mention I'm started to kinda like someone at our school and when you like someone you want to look cute but... well that's not happening for me. I never look cute! Mainly because most the time I just don't give a crap, and now that I do give a crap I look like crap.

No one expect my hair to look as awsome as it does in the pictures because I cant get it to look like that!!! :(

COMPLAINING TIME!

Okay listen up! I run around 2-3 miles five days a week AT LEAST! I eat healthy. I hardly ever let myself have candy, or anything way too salty. My metabolism is insanely high. Listen to what I eat.

Breakfast-Honey Bunches of Oats Cereal
Snack-usually that fat free yogurt with fruit in it, fruit, granola bars, muffins, or carrots and ranch
Lunch- which is usually what ever the lunch ladies serve
Snack- (same as snacks after breakfast)
Dinner-usually has salad in it, with a meat

Okay, so what I eat is insanely healthy! Now, lets talk about drinks. I have been off soda for two years! I drink water, and milk. WATER AND MILK!!! Then, in track and P.e. I give it my all and still i have belly fat. WHAT THE HECK! I do all the ab work outs!!!
Then, a while ago my family and I were doing P90X ab ripper and they gave up and I kept going. I did like three times what they did... The next day there abs were killing them and mine didn't even hurt!!! WHAT THE HECK!
stupid belly... Honestly, I don't deserve this! My whole life is track and eating healthy and choosing whats best for my health and this is how i am repaid?

UGH!!!

Sitting home.

Ugh now I remember why I hated sitting home so much. When I'm not doing something I watch TV but because katie is a TV hog I have to get on the computer, and then i do nothing. So, then i eat. Seriously. I'm like depressed now because of it... UGH!

A call from you...

(Not Suicidle just saw the pic and wanted to write.)

Sitting on the roof of that four story high
thinking about the pain, and life... it's a lie.
I hold my breath and close eyes letting gravity take it's part
It's time to end my life here, time to end this broken heart.

My mind is made I'm stepping off the edge and seconds before I do
I feel my cell phone buzzing in my pocket; It's a call from you.
I stare at my phone for a minute and decided this call would be my last
I held it up to ear... as my the tears they came fast

I told you what I planned to do, and told you the reason why
you begged me to wait for you, on the other line you started to cry.
A couple minutes later you were there... you told me I would see
You held me back from what I thought would be the end of me.

This is me, This is who I am.

As teenagers we all seem to find ourselves confused in who we are and who we want to be. I was writing my myspace about me section and realized there is so much about me, and about myself that I don't need a friend, a family member, a stranger, a boyfriend, or even a magazine to tell me who I am. I know who I am, and who I want to be. So, I wrote this about me for myself. If I ever become confused I can look on here and remember this is who I am. But before you read this I want you to write your own. Post it on your blog. Don't think about anyone but yourself. Don't label yourself as a jock, prep, band geek, or anything else. I know who I am but Who are you?

Me, Myself, and I: My name is Kacee, and I am a generally complicated person. I have too many opinions, and I often question myself if I really do believe in love, and religion. I stand out because I am my own person, and you will never find anyone like me. I blend in because I don't need to be the center of attention all the time to get people to notice me. People often over look me because I don't talk much when I am in school and I often look mad, but that doesn't make me stuck up. I am also never seen. There are lots of people who don't know who I am and don't care, but I would like to think that they are missing out. People often judge me before they know me, but I try not to let them get to my head. I am a friendly person unless you give me a reason not to be. I am usually competative, but I'm not afraid to loose. I believe the truth WILL set you free. If you ask me for the truth you'll get it whether it's good or bad. So, if you're looking for a compliment go find someone who cares a little less about your well being. I am not your average girl so DON'T treat me like one. I hate drama that makes people feel bad. But I love drama that makes people feel good. I am protective over my friends and family so if you treat them bad well you will find yourself in a bad situation. I do pick sides, but it's usually the GOOD side. (Or so my Aunt Haley once told me.) Most the time I get along with girls, but in my opinion guys are the best company to keep. I like hugs, but I need my personal space. Put a salad or a big mac infront of me and I'll pick the salad because I know whats good for me. I am trust worthy, I can keep a secret, and I can keep my promises. I believe in living life to the fullest, but when the fullest isn't the best choice then find something else to do. I eat to much, I'm way to tall, my hair never looks good, and I don't have the skinniest waiste. But for the most part get on my good side and you'll find yourself a true friend.

Things I don't like: When people walk slow in the hallway. When people complain but don't do anything about it. When people can't apoligize or come to terms with their mistakes. When people feel bad for themselves... or so my grandma would so "Whoe is me"... When people make a promise, but never keep it. People who think they are better then everyone else. When my phone doesn't get service. When nothing in the house sounds good to eat. When there isn't anything to eat. When my favorite pen runs our of ink. When one rude comment ruins my day. When people bring the bad drama onto themselves, and then complain about it. When people expect things out of me.

GIRLS: No one likes high pitched screams, or hair that looks like a rat has made your head into a home. You always complain about guys not treating you how you should be treated but seriously, if you don't treat yourself how you want to be treated then why should they? Clean up your act... Pull up your shirts, makes your shorts longer, and loose the attitudes.

BOYS: Take advice from someone who knows... No girl wants to date a guy who has a bad attitude, a rude mouth, or does drugs. Just because your insides are on the outside of your body doesn't make you any better then girls are. Also, just because you're a guy doesn't give you a free pass to be perverted. Girls are humans also, so treat us like one! Also, just because you play sports, and have good looks doesn't mean you should act like your amazing.

Things I do like: Days that just go good. That one comment that turns a bad day into a great day. Good hair days. New friends. Sitting on the toilet when you've been holding it in for who knows how long! That one song that you can't stop listening to. That one good memory that seems to keep playing over and over again inside your head. That moments in life when you realize everything is going to be okay, that your life isn't as bad as you thought it would, and when you find beauty in the weirdest places. When guys open the door for me. When the person you like, likes you back. A book that I can't seem to put down. When all the world walks out on me, and I realize I don't need them. When I go running but I don't ever seem to get tired.

If I am me, then who are you?

...Love?...

Does anyone want to know what bugs me? Well, if you don't go away because I'm going to tell you anyways... What bugs me is I'm blind to see "love". So blind to the fact that I don't even belive in it anymore.
Seriously though... My dad loved me, and I pushed him away. Then, the second I do finally realize that he did love me that was my last change to talk to him... The next day he died.
Another example, after my dad died I was so desperate to find "love" that I went out with a boy because I didn't feel like anyone loved me. When really I had friends that loved me and were there for me all along! Like Matt! Matt's been by my side through all of this crap, and I didn't notice it. Or Jordan! Jordan's been with me through it all! I mean we almost died three times togther!
Isn't it so sad that it takes big events like that for me to realize that?
AND THE AWARD FOR THE WORST FRIEND AND DAUGTER IN THE WORLD GOES TOO... (opens up the white evelope.) KACEE LLEWELYN!