A New Begining |
Goals: -Hoop AT LEAST 10 minutes a day. -Learn one trick per week (maybe two). -Post AT LEAST one video per month of either a tutorial or a progress update. This blog will consist of the videos of tricks ive learned, my own videos, inspirational stuff, and my progress. This is a start of a new beginning. I won't give up this time. |
school just started and ive kinda been going through a lot.
ill tryyy to post more often!
PROMISE!
Shit hoopers say
Hilarious
It’s been a good year so far, i decided to hoop about it.
And im kinda…. rusty. Its winter so… yea.
The song is: Legend of Zelda Majoras Mask Deku- Nut’s Palace by Koji Kondo<3
had to reblog for the simple fact that you are awesome!
this reminds me of my dear friend curley who died, he loved mustaches, and always got everyone to laugh. this looks like something he would totally have on his bed. <3
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Perfect!
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Magazine article I made on hooping for my Writer’s Craft class.
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And in chemistry class I was talking to my friend, Jack, about a gay pride festival I went to. My teacher, stupid nosy bitch, decides she wants to join in on the conversation. She asks me what I’m talking about so I turned around and her reaction was to make a noise of utter disgust. She asked me to go to the main office and get a different shirt. But being the rebel that I am, I told her very politely “no, if you don’t like it you don’t have to look at it. It’s my shirt, not yours, and there’s nothing wrong with it.” She told me again that I needed to change my shirt. I said again that I wasn’t and she told me she would have to send me to my administrator for direct disrespect. So I put on a big smile and packed my stuff up while she wrote the discipline report up.
But the thing that made me so happy that I didn’t give in and change was that as I was walking out the door a girl in my class stood up and started to walk with me. My teacher was kinda pissed and told her that she would get a write up if she didn’t sit down. And this girl, she is my fucking hero. She says: “Write me up then. It’s one more story that I can go home and tell my mothers. And I’m sure my girlfriend would love to hear it, too.” Then she smiled and walked out. I just felt the need to share what happened today with my lovely followers.
This. I remember in highschool when i wore my tshirt, they tried to get me to take it off. i told them no, and they tried to do the same thing. didnt fucking work. highschool is filled with a bunch of assholes. GOOD JOB!
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