Con-cush-ee-yon (sp?)

Eureka! I have found it!
My old blog (which didn't seem to like my computer any) still exists. I decided today to try to find it agian. And I did! right where I have always looked. I don't know why I couldn't get to it before.
Anyways, I think I may continue writing here, and occasionally over there too, sometimes. The address for it is on my very first entrance here. (if you're interested) Though I warn you, it is none too mature.

I think I had a concution (I know thats not how its spelled, I just don't know how it is spelled) this morning. I was skating and I think I hit a hole in the ice...or maybe I just slipped... either way I pretty much landed on my head cause my feet came completely out from under me. I layed there for a minute and then I sat up and just continued sitting on the ice like an idiot. I was the only one on the ice at the time so I got up and just kept skating (I am so stupid) My head hurt like crazy but I ignored it. When I finished skating I just headed home. About half way home I think I realized how stupid I was being and when I was at a red light I check my eyes in my mirror. "You idiot." I said out loud to myself. My pupils were so small it looked really freakish, so I called my mom and asked her what to do if someone gets a cuncusion (really I have no idea how to spell it) By the time I got home, my eyes were normal, but even until now, my head still hurts pretty bad and ibuprofen (I do know how to spell that!) isn't taking the edge off it. I don't think I'll die, but man! my head hurts!
Off to ice my head (again),
Samia

A Quick "Hello"

Hey, I've got to get up early tomarrow (like five forty five) because I have to take my brother to school so that I can have the car for the morning so that I can go to practice.
I practiced on Tuesday and I think I did pretty well (but I gave myself a blister) I landed some pretty decent jumps and worked a lot on choreography (that may be why I had so much fun. Well, that, and I was the only person on the rink, which was pretty cool too.) I have to work tomarrow night and I'm not particularlly looking forward to it. Ah, well "This is me. I am determined." and I shall push through and be strong anyways. No matter how tough it gets; I shall never give up.
So toodles for now, I've got to go sleep (ah, what a beautifull thing!)
Samia

This is Me. I am Determined

Hello! I am very much awake and very energetic today. I got up at six thirty and I skated for about an hour and a half. My metabolism was super jump started and I feel great! I had a great practice today and easily landed some pretty big jumps.
Yesterday Mom sent my brothers and I out to the park to get some fresh air and exercise (Its been raining all week and we've all been cooped up inside) So we headed out to the park to play some baseball and came home covered in mud (hand made balls of mud to be more specific) I think one of them slipped and got laughed at, so he decided to get someone else wet and muddy, and that one ran and slipped, and it pretty much went from there. Even though I'm "The girl" I'm pretty sure I was the one who started it all... the most ironic part of it all was that, no matter how many mudballs I threw, I don't think i really got hit with any, just splattered with muddy water! Thats the most fun I've had in a long time (excluding the snowball fight at camp, of course!)...I love baseball...
Well, I gots to go wash some lunch dishes....
See yas!
Samia

Oh, the troubles of my heart.

It kinda sucks to be in a place where you're always wishing you were somewhere else. Its almost like pretending to be someone you're not, but if you're always wishing you were somewhere else, are you even aware of where it is you really are? ('I' should be substituted for 'you'...)
I feel like my life is such a mess because my head is always somewhere else. It's as if I have no idea who I am, because I'm not paying enough attention to myself to figure it out. So much so, that I am surprised and confused by my own words... wow... uh, what?. . .
I want to fix this but it's so hard. Everytime I start to open my eyes to myself I get scared and close them even tighter than before (all metaphorically speaking of course).
Yesterday I think I got a little taste of what 'Freedom from myself ' would be like. After about twenty minutes of wandering around the house, I finally got myself to go out and run around the block. I ran about a quarter of the way, and I remember thinking, 'Why did I say I hated running? This is fun, I should do this more often'. But then I got the halfway mark (I know I have absolutely no stamina, it's pitiful) and I began to get really tired, my body kept saying, 'You can stop, it's okay, just for a few seconds, you're gunna stop eventually...' and I wanted so badly to stop, but something reminded me of past 'few-second-stops' and I knew that I would walk the rest of the way, so I kept going. (Amazing! I was paying attention to what I was doing!) I got all the way around and back to my street again, but it was hard, I kept slowing down. 'It's gunna take forever if I run this slow, oh, but I'm so close, geez, now I'm gunna get frustrated and stop, it's alot farther than it looks...' Seriously, I was talking to myself (not outloud, I didn't have enough oxygen for that...) But then the cool thing happend, I swear I must have gotten this really serious look on my face, I gritted my teeth, and suddenly; I was running faster! And it wasn't hard! God is truly amazing, people! It felt really good!
But then when I got home, I laid down on the floor in my room and died. I must've stayed that way for about forty-five minutes. I think I drank like thirty-two ounces of water in a period of two minutes. I probably would have been okay, but I'm still getting over a cold, so, even though I accomplished defeating myself (for once!) it still wasn't a very good idea to run like that. (I did feel really good when I woke up this morning though, maybe I should run again today)
Well, I'd better unplug myself and be myself (that was so cool!)
See all y'all around!
Samia

Hi'y'all!

Wow, I don't remember putting up that last post! Crazy! I need to do some brain exercise...
Well, I have braces now. At least I look my age now. People used to assume that I was an adult, it was kinda cool though... hmm.
So, I talked to my coach and he gave me a whole bunch of good advice (stuff I already knew, but needed someone to tell me...) His biggest thing was that he wants me to get my job at the rink back, (I worked at the ice rink, but I quit for a whole bunch of really stupid and pitiful reasons...) So I just need to build up the courage to go and ask... it might be awhile... the problem is: I don't have a while. If I want to make a name for myself in this sport I need to get up off my butt and get over myself (You do realize that I am merely talking outloud to myself in the hopes that I can convince myself of these things?)
I'd like to start running and lifting weights again (yeah, I used to lift weights, my mom told me that I was starting to walk like a jock...scary...ugh!) I don't like running, but thats because I can't, and I can't because I don't... so, I figure that if I run, no matter how much I hate it, it will get easier and then i'll start to like it... yet another thing to convince myself of...
Well, I promised myself that I would run today (yeah, right, like that'll happen!) so I'd better get up off my butt and move! See yas, people!
Samia

Happy New Year!

Hello everybody!
Wow! I haven't written anything since last year! (hee hee)

I just got back from winter camp last night, so I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open, even though I did sleep last night. We had an awesome time! The speaker was Rob Iverson, and for one of the sessions we split and his wife, Dawn, taught us girls. The theme of camp was"Resonate". We were focusing on practicing godly actions, so that everything that we do resonates, or reflects, Christ's love. It was really good.
Though the teaching was the highlight of the weekend, I think I may have enjoyed the snow just as much! Somehow, despite all of the warnings, I didn't seriously think that it would snow, so I was really wet and cold just about the whole time we were there. Even so, I was very happy in reliving the memories of past snowball fights. My entire body is sore from it! I had trouble getting out of bed this morning and it is very painfull to merely close a door. Now there's a good explaination of why I was so healthy as a kid; snowballs... hmm...I should throw things more often.
So, I found out, on Wednesday I get spacers put between my back teeth, and then the following Wednesday, I get my mouth filled with metal, ugh! So much for a grown up looking graduation picture! That's not even the worst part, in maybe two years I have to have head gear! I'm glad, though, that I don't have to wear it all the time, that would really suck!
I'd like to get more serious about this skating thing. Suddenly it seems like I'm not serious very often. Everybody says that you can't just figure skate on a whim, and they're absolutely right! and I knew that, but what I didn't realize was that thats exactly what I'm doing! I'm not putting everything into it. So I thought about it for a little while and i'm not ready to give it up, so the blind leading herself here, and I'm going to introduce myself to the true world of an athlete! I just wish I knew what that really looked like! It would be cool if I could find someone who would help me, but not charge me. Well, I guess I'll pray for an "accountability partner" so to speak.
Well I've got to go clean my room, so I'll past again later on in my life!
Samia