Done with Swim, Moving Soon, and Finishing up School

Soooo, as if my life couldn't get more chaotic and give me more things to post about on the blog, we're now moving. Yeah. It was a last-minute thing. We found a house. We liked the house. We went for the house. We got the house. Now we've got a month to pack up and leave—during finals week for my school too.

Anyway, it's a nice house. Plenty of space for us to all live a content life. There's even a movie room. Not a huge one, just a little mini one. There's a projector though, so that's nice. Enough room for four chairs or something like that. There's a pond in the backyard, surrounded by lots of little birdies. Or big ones, like hawks.

We went to the house this weekend since we were in the area for my swim meet. The last one I shall ever have. And yes, I did incredibly horribly. I had the 100 back and the 100 fly, and I added 5 seconds to both of them and ranked last place. I blame the injury. But I did get to see my boyfriend, because fate would have it that I'm moving 18 minutes away from him. Goodbye, long-distance relationship.

In good news, though, school ends in less than two months. Yippee! I'm doing all I can to lock in and push through the remaining weeks. Summer shall come, vacation shall come, and I'll finally be a certified lifeguard. Fun times ahead. Plenty of fun. I get certified the first three days of May. I'll admit, I'm slightly terrified, but I have a feeling it'll be fun anyway.

I had to tell Coach Sunray I was moving. That was a bummer. Then we joked that she should come, but the people there would hate her. They'd make little banners and signals to warn the others that she was coming. My other coach offered to give them flags with Coach Sunray's face on them. Interesting times, I must say.

Swim session started back up last week and Monday classes... yeah, let's just say I wanted to rip my ears off. There's this sassy little brat in my last class. And I can't. I just can't with her. Even the guards get annoyed by her. She doesn't listen to anything I say, she backtalks, and she thinks it's funny to pretend to drown. I DON'T THINK THAT'S VERY FUNNY.

Yesterday my Tuesday classes were decent. The week before, all of them behaved, but yesterday my second class was not behaving. I ended up giving them a lecture. It worked. They shut up and stopped being disrespectful to me and to each other. Sometimes you just have to put your foot down. Those parents aren't going to parent them. You've got to show them that manners exist.

I haven't taught my Thursday lessons yet. I was out of town last Thursday for the meet, so xDD. I mean, I have swim team prep, so I guess technically I've taught that class. It's Tuesday/Thursday, so it's the same kids. Decent group too—more than just one girl this time. I've always just had boys upon boys.

And with that said, let's move on.

Under the Surface of Writing.

Finished book 3. That's it for the blog! :D