The End

This isn't my last post forever, or for even a while. The title is just nodding to the greatest games ever, the Olympics.

This year was the greatest ever, I think, because so many records were just obliterated. Records were being broken left and right. It was insane. I loved watching them on however many channels it was being broadcast. I learned that some sports were included when I didn't think they were, such as kayaking and the ever pointless rhythmic dancing. Some inclusions of sports were so laughable that I just watched them anyway because it was the Olympics. I'd like to know why they're taking some sports out, like softball, and keeping in trampoline jumping. I mean, who can't jump on a trampoline. It is awesome that they can flip like 5 times in the air and do all sorts of twists, but I don't think it needs an international competition. A little ridiculous.

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School starts tomorrow, which I am OK with. I am on waiver, so that means I only have to stay in school until my classes that I need to graduate are over. There are four periods in a day and I only have two classes (periods) on A days. There are two cycles of days, A and B, which have different classes in them. I only stay until about 10:30 tomorrow, then I might go home, and I have to be back at school by 2:00 for a meting with FCA (Fellowship of Christian Athletes) people. Any other time it'll be by 3:00 for volleyball practice. Then, on Tuesday, I only have to go for one period. That ends at about 9:00, so I suppose I'll go home after that until I have to leave again for volleyball.

It is pretty crazy, but it'll get better when I start the college classes every Monday and Wednesday. I won't have to go back home and hopefully I can save some gas. So yeah, it's not as busy as it sounds, but it's just a little awkward. Sometimes, I'l still get out really early with no where to go, but oh well.

Senior year, get ready. Yes, it needs to get ready for me. I own it. This is my year. This is...SPARTA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, not really. But it does hold a lot in store for me. I mean, I hold a lot for it. Yeah, there we go.