I Am Not Made For Sports

Why, hello there!

Long time, no see!

How have you been? Good? Bad? So-so? Well, I've been great! It's a fresh new year and new classes to go along with it!

There's just one thing that I both enjoy and despise about all of the changes the new year has to offer; that is rackets.

For those of you who don't know, rackets is a gym class where you play all sports that require you play them with rackets.

 I love the class soooooooo much.

Currently we are playing Badminton, and let's just say I'm rocking it!.....

0-for-6 rocking it, that is...

It's not even that hard of a game; but somehow I fail every time...

The judging looks...

That's not even the worst part! On Fridays, we play with the other gym classes.

 We don't play "racket required" games, but games like black diamond (I think that's the name) which goes like this:

Two games are being played at the same time, but they interchange with each other.

You kick the ball, pray that no one on the outfield catches it, and run to the bases.

 While running to these bases, don't get hit by the ball, or else you're out.

 Once five outs have been made between the two games, the outfielders trade with the kickers.

Writing it down made the game's rules sound very easy, but when the teacher was explaining it to the class... I was just kind of...

...Confused.

After she explained the game, she said, "Okay, Becky you're on the outfield."

So, I just followed the other "outfielders" and stood there. When the ball was kicked, it came my way, so I caught it.

I just got the kicker out

Woohoo to me, right?

NO

Like an idiot, after I caught the ball, I just stood there in shock; letting runner after runner pass me by, going straight to home plate (I was right next to home plate)...

My teammates were cursing at me to throw the ball at the runners and get them out, but nope; I just stood there... for some reason more confused than ever...

Everything about sports confuses me. It doesn't matter how simple the game is, I will be confused.


~FIN~


So yeah. That's all I have for this update. I wish I could make up my stupidity, but sadly, this is me.

I hope your day has been good/will be good, and if you ever feel like you suck at a sport majorly, just think you could be like me.

Until next time.

~BYE~

My Human Phobia

So, I have a bit of a... uh... "problem". My "problem" is that I am mentally incapable of interacting with human life. If someone were to try to strike up a conversation with me they'd most likely be doing 99% of the talking. It's not that I hate people, it's because people scare me. (And I'm also pretty awkward)

If I see someone walking towards me, my first reaction is:

 But there are times when they catch up to me, or my guard is down and I don't notice them, and then bam! They say "hi" to me.

It's so awkward...

I'll tell you about one really awkward experience I had when I went to a friends house and met her family for the first time. For privacy reasons I'll call her... Prim.

~EIGHT MONTHS AGO~

It was a bright sunny day, Prim and I were walking to her house. After about fifteen minutes, we finally made it. We went straight to her room and read manga together for about ten minutes. 

All of a sudden, her older sister walked in. Prim said, "oh hey!" then pointed at me, "This is my friend Becky. Becky, this is my sister Angel." (Obviously I'm not gonna use her sister's real name)

I looked up and smiled awkwardly at Angel:

As I said earlier, interacting with people is not really my thing, but I still try to be polite and act like I'm not completely losing my mind from nervousness. It really helps my confidence with talking to people if they smile or at least not glare at me while we converse. I still wont say much but at least I'll be more comfortable with them.

Anywho, back to the story. So after I smiled I was expecting Angel to at least smile back at me or something, but no, she just looked at me like:

Then sat next to Prim and started talking to her. 

So I just sat there like:

After ten minutes passed of them talking and me awkwardly staring at them, Angel got up and left, not even bothering to look at me. I started playing with one of Prim's stuffed animals, trying in vain to distract my mind.

On the outside I looked like this:

But on the inside...

Long story short, her parents eventually came home, things only became more awkward and then after a while I went home; mentally facepalming the whole way.

~END OF MEMORY~

So yeah.

It usually takes me a while to be comfortable with people -especially people that are twelve years old and up- so... yeah. Let's just say I'm very thankful for my friends that stuck around to see what I'm really like when I'm not so socially awkward and scared to death of them.

I have plenty more of my shining moments like that to tell and they only get worse from here. But those are for later posts, so until then:

My First Blog! / YouTube Withdrawal Symptoms

So it has been about four days -give or take a few days- since I've been on youtube. It's going... good so far...

Okay, I admit it. I'm a MESS!

You might be thinking, "it's probably a good thing you haven't been on there. If you're this broken up over it then you obviously have problems. It's just youtube."

Youtube IS my life. Taking youtube away from me is just like taking away Picasso's paint brush, okay? You take away a part of our soul! Now, you're probably thinking, "Well, why don't you just watch youtube if it means so much to you?" I'll take you back four days in the past...

~Begin Flashback~

So it's about two or three o' clock in the morning, I'm laying in bed watching Cry (He's a youtuber I highly suggest watching. Click his name if you wanna check out his channel ^~^)

Then my sis walked in and said, "hey, how's your school work coming along?"

I do online schooling and let's just say I'm not a very motivated person.

Anywho, I told her I wasn't doing good. She looked at me and said, "no more youtube."

After she left and the initial shock wore off, many emotions overcame me in this order:

    Realization:

  

    Realization x2:

            

                                 

   

    Denial:

    

    Acceptance:

  

    And Finally, Despair:

 

~END OF FLASH BACK~

So yeah, now you know why I can't go onto youtube. Long story short, I miss my Cry.