Dance.... and stuff!

This week has been absolutely crazy, but it's not even over yet. Wednesday was my birthday, and I had a lovely time having dinner and cake with the bunch of crazies that I call my family. People keep asking me if I have driven a lot since I am 16 now, the answer is no. Annastazia made a dumb choice, and now Annastazia is grounded from her car until tomorrow. (Which is technically today...).

Today (which is technically yesterday) I had track practice, and right after that, dance team try-outs. Track was so awesome today. We were throwing shot put, and some idiot (that would be me) forgot to bring down a towel to clean off the shots and every one's shoes. (We all take turns bringing towels...). It happened to be very muddy because all of the snow we got last weekend melted today. All of us were caked in mud. It was so awesome! Although it was hard to glide across the ring because it was so slippery and mud-caked. After track I had about 10 minutes to wash up before Dance Team try-outs. It took my like 5 minutes to get all of the mud off of me. The first 45 minutes of try-outs was a warm-up time. We practiced the dance, our turns, and our leaps. At 7, they called in the first group of girls, my group. I derped up that dance sooo bad. There were two 8-count sections missing, and I rolled my ankle on one of the turns. It was bad. I walked out of the gym after I was done, and just wanted to cry. I went to the locker room to get my stuff and then went outside to wait for Daddy. He arrived a couple minutes later, and then we left. We were about 6 miles south of town when I got a call saying that I needed to go back to the school immediately, and that the judges wanted to see me dance again. So we turned around and headed back to the school. I did my dance for the judges, but this time I didn't derp it up as bad. As we were on our way home, Rudy, who was at a music contest in Malcom all day, called Dad and said that they would be back in 20 minutes. Dad decided it was pointless for us to go home, so we turned around again to go back to town. As we pulled into the parking lot, I saw a group of dance team girls standing by the door; they were waiting for the coach to post the sign that lists who got in. I didn't think I was going to make it, but I went up there and waited with them anyway. When she finally posted the list on the door, I skimmed through it and sure enough, my name was on it! I couldn't believe it! I actually made dance team! I ran back to the truck to tell Dad and his first response was, "I didn't know you could dance!". I replied, "Neither did I, but apparently the judges thought that I could. I am so happy. My Momma is happy as well, hopefully this mends the quitting-basketball-wound.

Tomorrow (which is technically today), we don't have school, and I have a Track Meet at Lincoln Southwest. I am excited and nervous. My shoulder has been killing me all week and I have only been throwing around 25 feet in shot all week. Minus the aching shoulder, discus has actually gone pretty good this week. I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow!