Your Vibe Attracts Your Tribe

-Libby W. California

After lunch today, Ainsleigh and Marissa were acting like crackheads and raving about the water they were drinking, so of course I asked them what was going on. They told me they ate chocolate and that was the reason they were acting insane, and then they offered me some of said chocolate. The title of this blog is the quote found on the inside of the chocolate wrapper.

Aisnleigh is now seizing in the corner. I am eagerly awaiting the time when the sugar kicks in and I start bouncing off the walls. I doubt it will be during this class though, so I’m going to be crazy for math.

Ainsleigh and Marissa are now comparing who’s water bottle has more water in it. Apparently this is the best tasting water the school has ever had. They are both blogging about it. Unfortunately, I have not tried the water, but I will take their word for it.

On my other side, Clarissa and Riley are trying to rent friends. They found this random website where they can rent friends or Santa and a variety of other characters. I don’t know why they’re looking for friends to rent.

I almost killed Joy Wilson just now. She touched the chocolate wrapper. And it was an almond chocolate and Joy is allergic to nuts, and now she’s going to die. I am so ashamed.

This class is on crack and it ends in 5 minutes and I only have 250 words written, so I guess I will come back to this later after something significant happens.

The weekend has happened and I have returned with some more tales.

So this weekend was quite the prank. We had the state qualifier meet for cross country and it was FREEZING. We were running in thirty degree weather, which was just the worst. As a team we came in 5th, so we did not qualify for states this year. That was kind of disappointing, but honestly I was so tired I kind of wanted to be done. I’ve been running with these people six days a week since the end of June. That’s almost five months of the same people. Don’t get me wrong, it was really fun, but I need a break.

Sydney and Kimmie did really well at the meet though. They both qualified to go to states individually.

I am kind of sad that the season is over though, because that means I’m done running in high school. This is the last time I will have the opportunity to run with a team. Unless I do some sort of club in college, which I probably won’t. And that’s really sad. I didn’t have a lot of fun my first two years on the team because the upperclassmen were really mean. They excluded everyone who wasn’t in varsity and would not speak to the freshmen. Those of us who weren’t a part of the clique called them a cult. Last year I stopped caring what they thought of me though and I made an effort with all the underclassmen. That changed the whole vibe of the team. I was low key bullied by the cult, but I didn’t care. Everyone else was having a really good time, and this summer we got even closer. I didn’t think I would miss them all this much, but I am really sad that we won’t get to race together again. I am going to run with them this summer though. Just because I can.

None of my friends really understand why I’m so sad. And it’s hard to describe to someone who hasn’t been on an extremely dedicated team. These are the people who suffered through the same workouts as I did. They got up before 8am in the summer every single day in order to run before it got hot. They went to running camp with me. We spend so much time together that it’s hard not to bond. And it’s even harder to imagine running without them.

A similar thing happened to me with swim. I was on the same club swim team for eight years. The coaches I had varied, but I swam with the same three girls for six of those eight years. We knew each other extremely well. We knew who would lead the lane for what stroke. We knew how to time our leaves so no one got run over and how to leave the wall so no one locked arms during butterfly. We knew when one of us was having a bad day and exactly what to say to her. When the team dissolved, we all had to go our separate ways and it was one of the hardest things to do. We all ended up on different teams. The people I met on my new team were all very nice, but they weren’t the same. Kylie, Amy, Olivia and I all had a similar work ethic. We were all driven and determined and we all wanted to get faster. We worked well together, and it was hard to form that sort of bond with new people. We’re still really close friends and we try and do something at least once a month, even though it’s getting harder and harder to manage that.

When I age out of the program this year I’m going to be sad for the same reasons I will miss cross country. I will probably never get to swim with them again. I’m really excited for college, but I am also going to miss so many people from home.