#skullfractureproblems

By the title of this blog, I’m sure you can all assume what this is about. Actually, now that the entire school has heard what happened, this shouldn’t be a surprise. However, I think I should tell you guys exactly what happened from my point of view, just to clear things up…because based on all the rumors and twisted stories I heard about, some people just don’t get it.

On Wednesday, February 22 after our softball tryout, the baseball team had their tryouts and started throwing to warm up. The softball team was trying to put away the softball equipment when Abby Rogers (my savior) and I realized that there was no way to go around the guys who were throwing.

I said, “Abby, let’s run so we don’t get hit!” Well, let’s just say I remember running two steps and then blacking out.

Abby was literally two feet behind me when I got hit…and just after the ball hit me I crashed into the wall and then fell face first on the floor. Crazy, I know. I blacked out for a few seconds and when I opened my eyes I had a disgusting bloody nose from falling, but didn’t remember getting hit. I said, “Why does my head hurt so bad…?” 

Abby said, “YOU GOT HIT!!” 

Random people ran over and then I went to the training room. The trainer told me to go to the emergency room, so I did…a few hours later. 

After a cat scan and other tests, the doctors told me I had fractured my skull and needed to be life-flighted to a hospital in Cleveland. But I actually wasn't life-flighted due to bad weather so I went in an ambulance instead. Yay.


    *The next day*

I ended up spending the night in the hospital and that was pretty boring and it was just bad in general. I had a concussion too…so I had to take all these cognitive tests and stuff to make sure I didn’t lose my memory and things like that. One question I was asked was: “Spell the word ‘world’ backwards”. Um, yeah I couldn’t do that. Another question was: “Count backwards from 100 by 7’s”. Yeah I messed that up too…

Anyway, I hope that story cleared things up so people don’t come up to me asking dumb questions like “Wait, why were you playing baseball? Don't you play softball?”, “Wait, so you have to sit in a dark room for two weeks?”, and “Wait, so your eyes turned black?” Yeah, okay, let’s be real here.

Let me give you a current update. Basically, skull fractures and concussions suck. I think I have a permanent headache and I can’t concentrate for more than like an hour at a time. Also, I can’t drive or play sports for 2-3 weeks.

So here’s my advice: Just live in a bubble and life is good.

Because I love Spongebob.

#valentinesdayproblems

Since Valentine's Day was this past week, it's only appropriate to write about it. I mean, who doesn't love Valentine's Day?

Well...that's exactly the problem. Too many people hate Valentine's Day. They always find excuses like "I'm single, so it doesn't matter to me" or "I hate how happy everyone is on Valentine's Day". Well, whether you're single, in a relationship, engaged, married, or whatever else you might be, Valentine's Day is an excuse to be happy, romantic, cute, and eat tons of candy randomly.

Personally, I love Valentine's Day. The little candy hearts are adorable, I love chocolate, and I love giving and receiving those cute little valentines with Disney princesses, Superman, or Finding Nemo on them.

This Valentine's Day, my seven-year-old neighbor came to my house and gave me a valentine. It was the cutest thing ever. By far. He was so excited to give me his Cars valentine, and he happily said "Happy Valentine's Day" in the cutest voice ever. So, since he gave me a valentine, it only made sense for me to give him one, too.

When I gave him his valentine, I forgot how much I missed making those red and pink mailboxes in third grade and putting valentines and candy in everyone else's mailboxes. So, it was a throwback Valentine's Day valentine exchange this year....but this time I didn't have one of those nifty mailboxes...and I only got one valentine...

Well I suppose I should actually get to the point after that random story. Basically, if Valentine's Day makes you upset or you don't like it for some reason, I strongly suggest that you consider the following points about the holiday. I mean, what's not to like...?

1. Valentine's Day is an excuse to eat chocolate and heart-shaped lollipops all day.

2. You have to admit, Merplegrams are hilarious. Unless you're the one getting one...then it's just awkward...

3. If you like/love someone, it's the perfect day to tell them! If you randomly go up to someone on an ordinary day and say, "Hey, I like you, let's date," well, that would be random and slightly uncalled for. However, if you say the same thing on Valentine's Day, it seems normal since everyone else is acting romantic! It's the perfect opportunity, so take advantage of it! But seriously.

4. Receiving valentines makes anyone happy. Don't deny it.  

5. Well, I can't think of a fifth reason...other than the fact that Valentine's Day should make everyone happy...even if you just broke up with your boyfriend or something. Because even if that happens, Valentine's Day is the perfect day to be single and ready to mingle (see #3).

In conclusion, I am trying to convince you to embrace Valentine's Day, instead of pretending to hate it (yes, I know you're pretending...). There are more pros than cons on Valentine's Day, and let's face it, people who hate Valentine's Day are ruining it for the rest of us. So, don't cause problems for the rest of us and learn to love Valentine's Day!

Pro-Valentine's Day!

Anti-Valentine's Day....

#obliviouspeopleproblems

We all know those people who just don't get it. In other words, oblivious people. You know, those people who you never want to talk to. Ever. The way I see it, oblivious people can be categorized into two main groups: the awkward people, and of course, the annoying people.

Awkward people are extremely oblivious. They either don't realize how awkward they make things, or they realize it but don't do anything about it. Either way, it makes for a very uncomfortable situation. Awkward people make you feel like you're the one who's being awkward...when in fact, it's the exact opposite.

Some people might ask, well, what's an awkward situation? Let's just say that if someone runs out of things to say, so they awkwardly ask you about the weather...when they're in the SAME CITY AS YOU...well, that could be characterized as an awkward situation. Awkward situations are not limited to just words. For example, when there is a brief pause or an awkward silence, awkward people also tend to stare deeply into your eyes...and sometimes even into your soul...which is just creepy. Seriously.

*Awkward Silence*
"So...is it raining?"
"Well...you could just look out your window.
I mean, we're in the same city..."

The worst part of it is that these types of people view an awkward situation as completely normal. It's almost as if these types of people have become so awkward that they eventually just get used to awkward situations, therefore, considering them normal. So, for the rest of us, we presume that these people are oblivious. In other words...they just don't get the hint.

The second group of people who are usually oblivious are annoying people. Generally, annoying people are not awkward, because they never run out of things to say...which is exactly the problem. We all know those people who won't stop talking, even after you give them a look that says, "Okay...I think we get the point. You can shut up now." These types of people basically never know when enough is enough, and are entirely oblivious to the irritated glances everyone else gives each other.     

The annoying people are Spongebob and Patrick...
...and I usually end up being Squidward...

Since I gave an example of an awkward situation, I might as well give an example of an annoying situation. One situation that I seem to encounter a lot is when I'm really busy, so I tell someone that I can't talk anymore, but then they keep talking. For what seems like eternity. Another example is when you "forget" to text someone back or whatever, and they kindly remind you that you "forgot" my blowing up your phone with several messages. Not cool.

Despite this hastily made blog, I hope that my efforts have allowed you to be educated about oblivious people. However, although the majority of us can't stand them, you have to ask yourself...where would our world be without oblivious people?