Tryouts!

Alright, so Drill Team tryouts where all this past week. Yes, I know I've been on drill team for a year, but we still have to try out again.

Here's how tryouts go:

We tryout in front of three qualified judges.

Monday: We are put in the groups of three or four that we will tryout in. We learn the first half of our tryout dance. Learn split and pirouette combinations.

Tuesday: Learn second half of dance. Learn leap combinations.

Wed: Practice the dance and individual combonations and perform in small groups of 8 or 12.

Thursday: Run through the entire tryout process in your group of three or four in front of everyone else.

Friday: Tryouts! Get scored in front of a panel of judges. Usually go out to eat afterwards.

So, all was well this week. I was in the last group to tryout. Seriously, there were 46 girls trying out and I was number 45. HAha. I was in a group of three and the only veteran in the group. So, we go out and do our individual combinations and then get in our spots for the dance.

We get the kick section of the dance. You know, like the Rockettes do, where they kick in a line...that's what we do, so we got to that part. And we're doing run of the mill, easy straight kicks forward and I kicked my left leg up (two inches or so from my nose) and my right foot falls out from under me and I fall on my ASS in the middle of my tryouts! So, I'm in the middle of these two girls and I'm on the ground and they like still have their arms on me and I'm on the ground.

Here's how I fell in detail...and how I got up: So I fell and basically landed almost with my butt touching the floor. My right leg was bent underneath me and my left leg was still out in mid-air (like the weird jumpy Russian dance thing...ya know?) So then I totally JUMPED up from that position, killing my leg in the process, and made it up in time for the next kick. So I fell on one kick, came back up in time for the next one. All the while I'm kicking myself mentally and and yelling "WHAT HAPPENED?!" in my head...

It was UNreal. I kid you not, I wanted to smack myself. I never fall while kicking. So, then, once I got back up I finished the dance with a lot of enthusiasm and energy and hoped to god there were callbacks.

There usually are. In the event of callbacks they split the girls half and half by number and they just go do the dance one last time and the judges look at anyone that they might want to re-score to make it more fair. So, I went back in for callbacks and as soon as the kick section came all the judges whipped their heads around to stare me down. -shockhorror- But! I did the kick sequence perfectly, and I didn't fall.

So, that's my hilarious story for the day. It really was funny when I fell. But the Assistant Principal who was watching, didn't think so, she mouthed to me "Are you okay?" after I finished the dance when I fell. She's super nice and very supportive of the drill team.

So, yeah, that's all I got. Oh, Porkchop's birthday party is tomorrow. My mum got this guy she works with (who's also DJ part time) to do my sister's party, so it should be pretty entertaining. Batman's coming, I hope, so I'll have to talk about that tomorrow.

--Allison

haha!

Porkchop is trying to get the Mega-bitch to play dorky video games!

it's making me laugh like a doofus.

--Allison

Funny random stuff...

Ok, so I want to post some funny random stuff and pictures with my commentary, 'cause...well...do I NEED a reason?

I found all these Kentucky Derby type hats in Dillards (which is a giant department store thing) and I just hat to try it on. I have a few more pictures, but only one more on the computer.

There it is!!

I slamed Batman's thumb in the car door. Okay, wait, it didn't SLAM and it, of course wasn't intentional. She just hadn't gotten her hand out of the way in time. Anyhow, then she spent the rest of the day bitching about how much it hurt and her mum wouldn't listen properlly and sorry Batman, but you kinda did complain a lot but I still love you :0) and yus.

LAter that day: We went to the dollar store and made some lovely flower arrangments. -I crack up every time I look at this one-

Then we got kind of lazy....

Then Batman had to lift me all the way up there -points- to get a flower.

It was fun.

Then I tried on some shoes. But this was before the flowers, after the slaming in the car...

These shoes were fricken amazing and I wanted them, but they were a bit too big.

That's all I've got for now.

--Allison

Dreams

I had a dream that he died. And it was horrible. But he looked more like JFK than my grandpa so....but he's doing very well. I talked to him on the phone yesterday for about a half hour and he actually talked without choking and his voice was clear and it was great.

Also I've had dreams, TWICE, that I've had to have ear sugery again. Funny enough I'm about to go see the doctor right now. The one specializes in ear, nose, and throat. I get a hearing test and then he just kind looks in my ears tells me the right one's still suck-ish and flat-lined on the test and then sends me on my merry way.

Have I mentioned my hearing aid? Don't think so, it's one of the ones that wraps around your ear. The electronic part is purple and the part that goes into your ear is purple and red swirled with silver sparkles!! AHA!

--Piddle

I'm sleepy.

I'm sleepy...or tired...or exhausted....but not in a sick sort of way, just like I could lay down and sleep for like....ever. So, I want to go to bed, but I'm going to be a dork and watch Teen Titans with my sister and my dad at nine thirty, and then probably lay in bed.

anyone has any guesses to why I am so tired...feel free to enlighten me...

--Allison

GAH!

Ok! -attempts to dodge random slices of cheese and tomatoes- sorry....so sorry, I said I would post last night! GAH! And then FOR ONCE I was tired at like 11 so I went to bed and then I was laying there thinking about how my mum has my computer 'cause she took it to Maryland and then I went (this is me thinking in my head) SHIT! I FORGOT TO BLOG! THERE'S PROBABLY HELL TO PAY! because I told someone (you know who you are) that I would post last night and I'd be back to my normal personality, not stressed about things happening miles away.
So....I'm searching for a good informational speech topic. If anyone has any ideas please comment and GIVE ME THE IDEA SO I CAN maybe USE IT but don't just leave a comment saying "I have an idea" and that's it. Or else I'll be forced to call you a moron and laugh about you with my friends. uhhh....well, then, please, yeah, leave your idea in your comment or make a comment in your comment saying "my idea has pwn-age and I'm gunna use it for my informational speech so HA!" and then I'll probably laugh and threaten to bite your left thumb off or something completely normal like that. No. Uhh...I was kidding? Maybe? Just....yeah...uhmmmm......-wtf?-
Moooving on....I've decided that, this would be easier to understand if you'd all seen Drop Dead Fred. Well, go Imdb it after this. But from now on...my uncle...the one I don't like shall be named the Mega-Bitch ('cause, come on, we all know that's fun to say) and I shall be Batman's Pidge (but don't confuse us with Lanna-lovely and her Batman -we do give her credit for our names-) and my sister shall be Pork Chop. Got it? Oh, and Pork Chop shall be called Pork Chop behind her back to minimalize vicious guard dog use.

I have a French project and a model of some church to build (for the project), the first three books of The Oddessy to read and some maths, which I suck at. And my room is a mess because I was going through CD's and they are still EVERYWHERE and then there's the clothes and yeah....

So, I'm gunna go not do anything I just mentioned and I might post again later.

--Piddle (who...if you want, you can call me Allison)

Hospital

HE MADE IT THROUGH THE SURGERY!

Yus, he made it through, now he's in recovery for two hours and no one can go see him for two hours. Then we just have to wait to see how he is. I don't know if he's awake or not or maybe I don't know. But, he made it through the surgery...

--Piddle