So tomorrow I leave for Carson Newman.
My sister will move into my room.
Coming back to the Boro will never be the same.
My running paths will grow over.
My sisters and friends will be older.
As will I.

So you have about 24-hours to try to contact before I go.

For now, Good-bye Murfreesboro.
I had a good time.

Cara

When did Holland change to the Netherlands?

 GOT CHASED BY A DEER! Ya'll must be thinking how did Cara get herself into this. Well, it was really quite simple; you see I was running at the Battlefield about on my 6th mile miding my own business when I hear this noise. This noise wasn't any normal wood like noise, no it sounded like Emily when she has her asthma attacks after races. So I freeze, and look into the woods off the trail, and standing this is cute doe ( a female deer). I decide to wait till it leave, but it isn't leaving it just sit there making this noise and staring at me. So I slowly begin to walk a little futher up the trail and it walks with me. Then bam it is running at me. So I take off like I was Kelvin in a state race, it had to be the fastest sprint I have ever done. Sometimes, nature is just odd..

So I sitting around my house waiting till I run state, it is very nerve-wrecking..

So I am personally inviting y'all to come out and support your Siegel stars at state. My 4 x 800m will be running around 6:30 at MTSU on Thursday. Kelvin will run the next day, well after he runs prelims..

So this will sound a little emo; I must be the biggest looser in the world not to recieve one graduation party invitation.

No tears fell from my eyes today as I left. What is funny is that a sense of relief didn't wash over me either. I know from this point on that I will be an outsider, never again will I be a student. I will never belong like I did. Yet, it doesn't feel like I am leaving, but rather like I am taking a break only to return eventually. Siegel will always be my roots, and I will always belong there in my memories..

I wonder if I will ever feel like I do at this point? Will there ever be a day that is a same as today? Will I ever feel so happy to be leaving, but so sad to see it all go?

So I thought I had everything for prom together, date, dress and a group to go with..Well an hour ago, my supposed date leaves me a text message saying that he is going with someone else. So it apparently takes a week for someone to figure out that they already have a date. He even said that she asked earlier that morning, how hard was it to say no? He didn't even call me later, he had to text message me.. That is a jerkest thing ever! I as so excited. I just don't know what to do...

I feel so utterly lost. My head just isn’t on straight or something. Everything is jumbled, and I just want to fast-forward the next couple of months. I’m loosing sleep, and nothing seems that important. This list is as follows.

 

Seniorisitis- My grades sucked this six weeks, I don’t know when I stopped trying. I know they don’t count any longer, but I was studying and working so hard. It doesn’t help any that my sister made all A’s. Then to think college is only going to be harder. I am going to have to work hard to pull them up this last semester. My absences are piling up for my first period, and I do not want to take a final.

PROMblem- Obviously I am an ugly cow. I know I should confront this head on and just ask someone, but there isn’t really anyone I feel comfortable asking. No one wants to ask me. I just feel like a looser; I have never needed a boy in my life until now. So if anyone knows anyone, I would love to take a few people on a couple of dates.

Track- Actually is going wonderfully. Well, except for some annoying girls. I just want more people out, and I want to race and now. I just want to know that I am doing well.

COLLEGE!- EEK! Is all I have to say. I have visited the campuses and have like most of them. I keep thinking that some overwhelming feeling will tell me that I belong there. Everybody else seems so ahead of the game, and I am not. I just want to afford to go to college, and I just don’t know.

I just feel like life is out of my control. I am a control freak, though I just don’t show it that much. I just pray everything will work out, but it never seems to happen.

 

Cara

I feel so utterly lost. My head just isn’t on straight or something. Everything is jumbled, and I just want to fast-forward the next couple of months. I’m loosing sleep, and nothing seems that important. This list is as follows.

 

Seniorisitis- My grades sucked this six weeks, I don’t know when I stopped trying. I know they don’t count any longer, but I was studying and working so hard. It doesn’t help any that my sister made all A’s. Then to think college is only going to be harder. I am going to have to work hard to pull them up this last semester. My absences are piling up for my first period, and I do not want to take a final.

PROMblem- Obviously I am an ugly cow. I know I should confront this head on and just ask someone, but there isn’t really anyone I feel comfortable asking. No one wants to ask me. I just feel like a looser; I have never needed a boy in my life until now. So if anyone knows anyone, I would love to take a few people on a couple of dates.

Track- Actually is going wonderfully. Well, except for some annoying girls. I just want more people out, and I want to race and now. I just want to know that I am doing well.

COLLEGE!- EEK! Is all I have to say. I have visited the campuses and have like most of them. I keep thinking that some overwhelming feeling will tell me that I belong there. Everybody else seems so ahead of the game, and I am not. I just want to afford to go to college, and I just don’t know.

I just feel like life is out of my control. I am a control freak, though I just don’t show it that much. I just pray everything will work out, but it never seems to happen.

 

Cara

I went to go for my track workout and there is this crowd on the track. The crowd seem to have their mouths open and in disbelief. I walked over to see what was going on. Red spray paint was all over Siegel’s stadium. Some idiots from some other school decided to vandalize Siegel. The f-word was in front of the word Siegel were ever it was written. On the concrete walking into the stadium the word Garbage was written in bright blue. Our goalposts were painted red. The courtyard suffered about the same, and under Siegel High School on the gym was “Lebanon is #1 and Seigel sucks”. Whoever did it, did spell Siegel wrong. I hate immature idiots; I only hope that no one from Siegel retaliates. I am just so disgusted.

My my space

Ohh Boy you looking like you like what you see
Won't you come over check up on it, I'm gone let you work up on it
Ladies let em check up on it, watch it while he check up on it
Dip it, pop it, twork it, stop it, check on me tonight

If you got flaunt it, boy I know you want it
While I turn around you watch me check up on it
Oohhh you watchin me shake it, I see it in ya face
Ya can't take it, it's blazin, you rock me it amaze me
You can look at it, as long as you don't grab it
If you don't go braggin, I'ma let you have it
You think that I'm teasin, but I ain't got no reason
I'm sure that I can please ya, but first I gotta read you

Ohh Boy you looking like you like what you see
Won't you come over check up on it, I'm gone let you work up on it
Ladies let em check up on it, watch it while he check up on it
Dip it, pop it, twork it, stop it, check on me tonight

I can tell you wanna taste it, but I'm gone make you chase it
You got to be patient, I like my men patient
More patience, you take might get you in more places
You can't be abrasive, have to know to pace it
If I let you get up on it, you gotta make a promise
That you gone put it on me, like no ones put it on me
Don't bore me, just show me, all men talk but don't please
I can be a tease, but I really wanna please you

Why can't this song get out of my head, really I only happened to hear it in passing. I am one of those people who listens to NPR or my own indie cds.

So what would be your perfect Valentine's gift?

Mine would be a prom date...

Cara

P.S. Oh, and Brian is Preggers, so what?

P.S.S.I want to know what you think...

It always seems odd to me that so many girls in America have problems with self-confidence, and especially with their looks. I just can’t see how girls go to such extremes to change themselves such as starving themselves, plastic surgery and tanning booths. God made you, and why would want to mess with someone who made the world, obviously, he thinks you are perfect. You could take this to an extreme, and never wash or brush your hair. You must also remember that your body is a temple, and you must maintain it.  The second reason, I can’t believe girls go to such extremes, is that I have never thought that I was ugly. Every once in a while I get a angry with how my hair is etc..but it is usually over with in five seconds. I also know I am not gorgeous or very pretty. I think of myself as different looking, and I pretty much like the way I am. It is hard to see why girls go to such extremes, and I only hope this epidemic stops.

Wish me luck, I am off to my first college interview weekend..it is at Carson Newman..I'll have my phone on me if you need me..

I never thought it would happen to me. Perhaps, because I was thought myself too motivated, or taking too hard of classes. There would be no room to slack off. Let me tell you, you might feel like you are slacking off now, but it is nothing like Senioritis.

So I was sitting in the middle of English with lovely Mrs. Juergens. I am seating there listening to her ramble on about a term paper or something. This idea just came to me, what would happen if I just walked out of the class. Really could they do anything to me? I am a senior who has never gotten in trouble. I soon realized that I was just being lazy, and quickly tried to bring my attention back to Mrs. Juergens. This was unsuccessful; my mind began to wander towards college and the classes there. My want for to do homework has gone down hill, mind you I never had much of a will to do it anyways, but now I find myself not even bringing any of my books home or for that matter, trying to do it at school. I have caught Senioristis, let's just hope I don't come down with a serious case.

Still no prom date..don't know if I am going to be brave enough to ask...but enough about that.

Cara

Can someone answer the question on why I am freaked out by prom? Please choose the most correct answer.

A.I don't think I will be asked.
B.I don't know who I would ask
C.I haven't even thought about dresses
D.I don't even think I have a group of people I could go with as a group.
E. All of the above

If you picked E, you are right. You can also assume that I am going to go completly insane before this is over.

Haven't been in school since Thursday, the week tends to fly by faster when you aren't in class for two days. Though it is a little sad when you go back to your teachers and learn you haven't missed much. I wish school would be interesting again. At least AP government is interesting this semester.

I am a bit happy the holidays are over for awhile; so I won't be asked what college I am going to. I haven't even had the chance to visit the schools, none the less decide. Also, is is really that bad to have not decided a major yet. I just have alot of interests, and I need to decide which one to dive deeper into. I want to do something with my life that I will enjoy.

So far this year I have read three books: Memoirs of a Geisha, Life of Pi and The Historian. I enjoyed them all.

So far this year I have been listening to three CDs constantly: Picturesque by the Decemberist, Digital ash in a Digital Urn by Bright Eyes, Too Tall to Hide by Halloween Alaska. I love the first two, and the last one is a little to techno.

It is odd to think that this time next year I will be in a completely new stage of my life. I'm a little scared and a little excited.

Cara

To an Enemy

 

I would like to apologize

Ahead of time

That this might seem

A little harsh

 

I have tried my best

And I guess

It wasn’t enough

For me to like you

 

I smile and try to go along

With you being a glory hog

But it just

Didn’t work for me

 

While you are talking

I was mocking

You inside my head

Hoping you would shut-up

 

You know I dislike you

Among a select few

I know you

Can’t stand me

 

I wish to call it truce

But what’s the use

For in life

We all need an enemy

 

I would like to apologize

In this present time

For this was

A little harsh..

So I can't stand AP English. I actually came out of there nearly crying. The only class I can't drop, I really want to. The following are the reasons for my mental breakdown.

1. I studied for two days for the Middle English passage, and made a terrible grade.

2. That woman decided to change what our term paper was going to be on. I am one of those kids who has had their book picked out since freshman year. Now, instead we have to write a term paper on a Canterbury tale. Goodness, we have been studying this it seems like forever, do we really need to go more in depth.

3. I do not feel like I am going to prepared for the AP exam. We have only written one paper in thier this whole year. Then all sudden she wants us to start preparing. So basically, we slack off the whole first of the year, and try to cram everything in at the end. She isn't a good teacher, and only seems to care about the yearbook.

I really wish I could drop this class, but I need to take the AP, and to do that I have to be in this class. Really, I made a 36 on reading on the ACT, isn't like I can't pass this. If I am going to be made to jump through pointless hoops for grades that don't even count, I might just loose.

Cara

**EDIT**

Did anyone else notice the Oakland domatation group? So they win one game in five by four points and thinks they dominate us? Hello, we beat you in football, and well pretty much everything else. So one game isn't that big of deal.

Well, while you all were in your beds this morning..I was up  and in Nashville by 9:00, and by 10:00 I had started to run a 5k. It was a pretty good race, course was crazy.. Time was ok..

X

So I found out that two people who are both in my social group are throwing a parties for News Years...

I wasn't invited of couse..

I must just be a horrible person...

Cara

Houston we had a problem
and I hade fallin
into a state of withdrawal
and was using xanga!

This tale begins when my sisters and I come home from A Charlie Brown Christmas, which I must say was awesome to say the least, and we come into our currently empty dark house. I go to the front doorway to turn on the the outside Christmas lights, and behind me I hear something fall. My sisters and I quickly search the downstairs only to conclude that the noise came from upstairs. Then one of us hears voices from upstairs. I go quicky to the silverware drawer and pull out the biggest scariest knife I can find. My sisters follow pulling out a smaller knife and a pair of scissors. I start to climb the stairs and they refuse to follow. So I am exploring the dark upstairs with this huge knife. I find nothing and come downstairs. Then Savannah hears a noise and refuses to go upstairs. None the less, we sat around with knifes, until Tori checked upstairs, carrying scissors, and there was nothing. Anyways, I tend to create crazy elaborate fears in my head and then search my house with a huge knife.

Also, could scissors really stab a man?

Cara