have a wonderful thanksgiving.

Cold November air splashed against the tree's branches. Inside, with the little girl in his arms, the man pulled her blanket tightly around her face.
"Let's see what we can do to get you warmer," he spoke softly. As he pulled the blanket up from underneath her feet, she smiled at him. The fabric was tucked between her small, delicate body and his, so that it would not fall and expose her to the winter-esque breeze.
"Okay, are you ready for the cold?" he asked, staring deeply into her eyes. She gently nodded, and he pushed open the glass door and rushed out. A wave of wind flew inside and brushed my bare face, and I could hear the baby's laughter synchronizing with her father's, and he ran her as fast as he could to their car. It was certain he couldn't bear to keep her out in this weather any longer than he already had.
I pressed my face against the cooling window, staring out at them, wondering whether or not moments like that would make having a child worth it.

That happened.

I enjoy taking inspirational events that occur in my presence, or to me, and putting them into words that could fit in a book, rather than simply explaining them as if I was speaking them to a person.
There is a big difference.
If had I just been telling you straight out what happened instead of trying to make it sound so nice, it would've been more like this:

I saw this guy holding his daughter the other day after swim practice, and he wrapped her in a blanket and was like, "Let's see what we can do to make you warmer," and then he asked "Are you ready for the cold?" And he ran outside and I could hear them laughing even after they were far away. It was really sweet. Made me think about the possibility of having kids, one day.

In fact, I just though of another good example..
You know how about every teenage girl has at one point been all like "OMG MUSIC IS LIFE HEART HEART HEART"
How about...
Where would we be in this world without the music that floods our ears and fill them with splendor nearly every waking second?


So, anyway.
I want to say that lately, I've been feeling good.
But then I also want to say that lately, I've been feeling down.
Everything's kind of up and down, topsy turvy, and everywhere, these days.
Tuesday, I found out I was failing AP World History, but my day was completely turned around during swim, when basically all we did was practice our flips and turns, which was so, so much fun. Best practice so far, in my opinion. Fun enough that the dryland didn't even seem all that bad. We were offered a ride, but Leah and I chose to walk, since there was no room in the car...and the assistant coach said that my flip was so fast that he could feel the impact of it :D
And I thought about history a bit, and I've turned in my last two assignments, and if I ace the next two quizzes and turn in the extra credit for chapter 15, that it's slightly possible that I could get it up to a C by the time grade sheets are due.
Doubt it, though.
That's fine I suppose, I don't mind staying after for history...I guess.
-_-

And then yesterday was good until the end of the day, and I know I sound like I'm bitching about this but I wanted to go out to eat with VSA, but then I thought about it and realized I didn't want to pay any money, because I wasn't that hungry. So they left. Then, I wanted to hang out with Calvin and Sam at Vincent's, but I wouldn't have a ride back for swim practice, so I was trying to figure out what to do...[and this is where I'm going to start complaining] and no one really seemed to care what it was I did, not really trying to help. They said I could ride with Phillip on his moped back, but wtf? I don't talk to Phillip. I'm so sure he hates me, and I'm not extremely fond of him [I have my reasons]. Calvin sort of just laughed and said my life was depressing, and everyone else just ignored me. Aside from Melissa, who offered to walk me to her house and walk me back to school, which was very nice of her; thank you :]
But Leah was in Ms. Johnson's room, and I thought I ought to stay with her until we could walk to swim together, since Melissa was getting a ride from her mother anyway.

Not that big of a deal. Leah and I got chips and guacamole and Sam and Calvin didn't even go anyway, and came over.
But then they left to Reggie's. Or so they said.

After swim practice, I wanted to still hang out, so I was going ot walk over to Sam's, but Leah said no, that she would give me a ride; that she didn't want me to walk alone at this time of night [It was only like 5:30, but really dark anyway], so she gave me a ride. Basically, I feel bad because I didn't want to invite Leah, since A. her mom was already on her way and B. I wasn't sure if Sam was okay with it, and I didn't want to ask Sam. So all in all, I just got a ride from Leah and then left her to go home..D:


CLT: My least favorite part of blogging now is getting to the very end, when I have to think up these Calvin Lin Trend facts. It's one of the reasons I don't blog as much as I want to. Because I know I won't be able to think up one of these.
Gr.
You get a bonus, since it's Thanksgiving.
It's been a long time since I've enjoyed a Thanksgiving. When I'm with my dad, I hate it, because I just hate Texas and I hate his girlfriend and I hate being with him because it's like rotting in loneliness.
When I'm with my mom, her side of the family comes over, and I don't like dealing with my grandmother or uncle because my grandmother always ends up making me cry and my uncle yells and me. Family in general disgusts me, and it's just the worst thing I could say, but I can't deny it. Aside from my mother and brother, whom I do love dearly, I can honestly say that I don't have any trouble believing I'll be better off without them.
Really, I just have the hardest time dealing with ANYONE out of my age group, including younger children, which is the sole reason I don't like school and why I don't want kids.
It's too awkward. I'm too afraid of everything that's going to exist all my life.