A little bit of neglect
“A little bit? Tracey, are you kidding me? Only a little bit? Are you trying to tell me that you’re neglecting your maths homework just a little bit? Or you’re neglecting your piano theory just a little bit? What about your site? Are you only neglecting it a little bit?”
That there, is exactly what the little voice in my head is saying. And it constantly repeats it, much to my disgust, because not only is it annoying, but it is also making me feel guilty.
To ease my conscience (which admittedly gets guilty very easily), I decided I would drop by and show you all that I wasn’t dead, only being neglectful and possibly a little lazy.
If you’ve been stalking around, you might have noticed a few more writings added. I’ll try to complete all those marked with (Coming soon!)… Well… soon. And hopefully, I’ll finish all that personal content lying around unfinished.
I think I have a lot of things to un-neglect.
Lesson No. 1: If you don’t neglect things, you will not have to un-neglect them.
I recently went to camp for year nine and came back today. In three days, I learnt a bit more about some of the people in my year, especially the girls, who all stayed in “Stringybark Lodge”. Or more technically, I might have learnt more about the way I see these girls and why. Some things I learnt about some people and myself on camp:
- Some of those girls are nice, but I will always have a tendency to dislike them.
- I sometimes have good reason not to like those girls.
- I can find real gems in people I don’t normally talk to.
- Sarah is very, very, very afraid of heights, and I really want to help her overcome it.
- I’m not actually afraid of heights unless I freak myself out about it.
- Sharing a room with three other girls that aren’t your best friends can still be great fun.
- A lot of people in my year like playing tetris. I thought I was the only one!
- People are always going to be bitchy. About you, and other people. You can think it’s terrible and disgusting, but you will never be able to stop it. When you try to [stop it], it will always come back to bite you in the ass.
Lesson No. 2: As shown above, there is always something to learn from school camp, even if it’s terrible. (Although this camp was not horrible).
# Jen, 2 years, 7 months ago.
I personally find camps very good times to actually get to *know* people. Even those you already do know or even those you don’t know. Personally, it is because school is just that isolated and work oriented that you never really get much time to actually have a conversation that doesn’t surround work.
Reply: I agree with you, I’m sure everyone completely forgot about school work during camp and just focused on having fun and talking to people.
# Chelsea, 2 years, 7 months ago.
I suck massively at tetris.
Reply: Poor sweetheart. I’m sure you’ll get better at it.
# Boris, 2 years, 7 months ago.
Felt kind of odd spending three days without you and Alex, and hanging out mostly with guys. I’d forgotten what it was like to be physically competitive and do ‘guy stuff’ (ie. arm-wrestling three on one, and ninja-ing down complicated series of rocks. Not to mention mid-air combat with Gareth.) One thing I know that practically all the males who attended camp had discovered, was a new fear of harnesses. And I said males for a reason, you know what I mean. Camp still wasn’t as exciting/thrilling/hyped as anyone said it was though, or at least not compared to the fact that we dragged out $225 for it.
Reply: NO MORE ABOUT THE HARNESSES! ;) You’re so un-masculine now, after hanging with us so much. Haha!
# jr, 2 years, 7 months ago.
Maybe you could take Sarah hiking on a big hill to help her fear of heights. I’m glad camp went well.
Reply: Sarah does hiking already! She’s so afraid of heights, it’s so not funny. But thanks for the suggestion.
# Jordie, 2 years, 7 months ago.
Bitchiness only intensifies when one does nothing about it, in my experience. Don’t feel like people are going to think you’re a dobber for telling on someone who has given you a hard time… my first school had this old adage that the difference between dobbing and telling is that dobbing is done when you want to get someone in the muck with a teacher, but telling is a cry for help; two completely different things.
I have been bullied before and I’ve always taken it straight to a teacher or year co-ord. Make them feel embarrassed and sorry for what they did. If someone is bitchy to you, put them in the spotlight and say something like, ‘You obviously have a problem with me, so let’s go talk to a teacher about it, right now. Come on, you come with me. They’ll straighten this out.’ I haven’t tried that one yet.
My point is, never sit back and let other people bully you, or watch other people be bullied. I think it’s the number one issue facing schools today, before drugs and teen sex and all that stupid, immature crap. Students are creating a negative atmosphere in a place where they should be very comfortable. It’s one of the reasons I had so much trouble with school, but then I told someone, and now no one dares look at me sideways.
Reply: Oh no sweetie, nobody’s bullying me. But yes, other people are being bullied, but I know that if I tried to stop it, those being bullied wouldn’t want me to take it to a teacher. If it was taken to one, it would be their choice to, and not mine. But thank you for your concern, that’s very sweet of you :)
# Aneesah, 2 years, 7 months ago.
I wish I actually have things to neglect. Hmm, wait… Well, I have to send over some things to my school’s Art teacher, but I’m not about to walk for 30 minutes to go there, and since I can’t drive… :annoyed: I also have a portrait to finish but I’ve already worked on it yesterday, and I need a lot of breaks… :whoops:
I actually hate camps, more for the physical stuff we have to do (hiking, sleeping somewhere besides my own room, eating weird food, sharing bathrooms with other girls, etc.), but at the end of camps I always wish it was longer. They’re just a good experience to have, once in a while.
# Jordie, 2 years, 7 months ago.
TRACEY DARLING IT HAS BEEN ALMOST HALF A MONTH SINCE YOU UPDATED. :( :( :( Write now or I’ll withhold marshmallows for a month.
# Tracey, 2 years, 7 months ago.
NOOOOO! NOT THE MARSHMALLOWS!! I’m still alive, I promise! Now that it’s the holidays I have more opportunity to sit at home and review/type content/fiddle with themes :P
# Jordie, 2 years, 7 months ago.
WELL! -pokes and prods you to update- Hurry it up, dearie! Those marshmallows are starting to look mighty tasty :P
# cole, 2 years, 7 months ago.
I am a bit like you with your fear of heights - only it’s spiders for me. I have to think about it, psych myself out.. and then I feel fear.