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Have you ever gotten that feeling where you are really, really......I don't know, like, excited or something? Like you really want to do something to help or make things better? You're all pumped up to save the world or bring water to Africa or cure cancer. It's like this ethereal anticipation and you know that good's gonna happen and that you're gonna make it happen. And then you look around your room and can hear your mother's voice in your head: "Oh, sure, you'll save the world from global warming but you won't pick up your dirty socks? You can't be a philanthropist if you don't have clean socks to wear, it's not hygienic!"

Olympic Fever

Conversation with A.P. while she is sitting upside down on the couch(legs on back of couch, head off seat)-
Rosa: What are you doing?
A.P.: Training for the Olympics. I'm a gymnast.
Rosa: (snort)You can't be a gymnast, you're not short.
A.P.: Fine. I'll be a swimmer.
Rosa: Your shoulders aren't wide enough.
A.P.: How about track?
Rosa(being totally racist): Hate to break it to you, but your'e not black.......I know you'll be an equestrian!
A.P.: (grins) That'll work.

-Heartland's Rosalinda 

 

Heavy Stuff

This is how deep theological talks with my brother usually go:
Brother (looking at night sky while on walk with sister and father): I wish we could see the stars up close.
H.R.: Mmm.
Brother: I bet we will in heaven.
H.R.: What?
Brother:You know, in heaven we'll be able to see the stars up close. I mean, come on, it's heaven.
H.R.: (laughs)
Brother: (sigh) It'll be pretty awesome.

-Heartland's Rosalinda

Is That An Eggplant Or Your Foot?

I, in true Rosalinda fashion, have sprained my ankle. I was playing softball in gym and was on first. Someone hit a grounder right towards the short-stop. Shoot, I thought. I'll never make it. But I had to run, my teammate had to get on first. So I ran. The short-stop threw it to the second baseman and the second baseman- didn't catch it. It hit the ground and rolled straight towards me. I jumped up to get over it and.......landed on it. I swear I heard crunches and pops.But I was safe And so I'm sitting at home, listening to Bob Seger's "We've Got Tonight", tying Turk's Heads and  Good Luck knots. And I'm missing our last track meets. Not like I want to run when my ankle's as big around as my two fists put together and has a nice, deep, dark purple/green line under the swelling. But I really want to run. But for now I can just admire the ever-deepening hue of my ankle.

-Heartland's Rosalinda

This is Going To Hurt

We came back to track practice today from a weekend, which is always tough, but today my hip was bothering me, which made it worse. I went in to the locker rooms, changed, and came into the gym to stretch and warm-up. Our coaches came in and our head coach reminded us all to turn in our uniforms. A few of us went to get them and hand them in. After a few more announcements, she stood up and told us all that we had work extra hard today to make up for the weekend. I winced as I got up and thought This is going to hurt. And you know what? It did. But it was a good hurt.

-Heartland's Rosalinda

Track is Fun!

Three days ago, on Thursday, A.P. and I had a track meet. Our coach told us it was going to be cold and rainy, so we should dress appropriately. Cold and rainy: understatement of the century. It was freezing. When it was time for my 100 meter, I couldn't feel my hands. And rainy doesn't even begin to describe it. About halfway through there was hail. Pea-sized hail, but hail nonetheless. My feet were soaked, my hair was sopping, and I couldn't feel my fingers. People were huddled three to a blanket, not really caring who the other two people were as long as they had a pulse. It was canceled right after the 800m relay. Looking back now, it was really fun.

-Heartland's Rosalinda

Killer Kitty

I am sitting, frozen with fear, in front of the computer desk, hoping the kitty in my lap doesn't wake up. He jumped up on my lap while I was doing my homework and got all..........affectionate. I have some nice air flow going through my jeans now. He fell asleep but now I'm moving around on pins and needles so I don't wake up Loverboy here. Oh no. He's waking up.......