Sitting here thinking of what to say is difficult. Sitting here singing out loud while thinking of what to say is very difficult. “I wanna be a billionaire so freakin bad”. Sitting here singing out loud trying to think of what to say while my hands are cold is extremely difficult. As someone who reads with their hands, I have no reading material at this time, and that just kills me. I bet I look so ridiculous to my family, sitting here, singing and typing at the same time, especially when they can’t see what I type. Maybe I should get a mirror so I can look at myself while I do this… oh wait!
Good morning Jackets. This is me, Landon Bryson, writing to you to say that I think Spotify officially hates me. I have now made and listened to so many playlists, so many times, its now giving me a thousand recommendations that I’m just scrolling through. For this blog entry, any time you see a quote, its a song lyric from the song I’m listening to while I write this. I have no idea why I’m deciding to do this, I just feel like it. It will be random, but that’s what makes life fun sometimes right?
Jacket PRIDE is next Friday, March 28. Get ready for a fun day with all of your friends and a really cool theme that they did not ask suggestions from me for. (Very offended).
The choir is having a bake sale! It ends tomorrow, so I’m a little late for advertising, but that’s okay because I just bought some stuff from the bake sale Tuesday so we’re good. These funds go to the Honors choir program. Kaitlyn Hayward, the choir teacher at BHS that we all know and love, is selling all baked goods and drinks during the morning before school, lunch, and immediately after school. All snacks are $1, all drinks are $2. Man, hope I saw the sign right, that would be really embarrassing if I just told you the wrong thing.
“I wish that I could say all this mess might go away”.
I am pleased to announce that we only have two more grading periods. That’s like, eight or nine -sh weeks of school left right? Isn’t that amazing? If I can make sure I just don’t sleep through it, then we’d be set. Everyone’s tired, I can tell. I know I am for sure. That’s why I’m trying to be a little extra nicer to people, because I know that everyone’s going through things, and everyone deserves at least the tiniest bit of respect at first. Ignore the “at first”, my comment is much nicer without that part.
“And I hope the sun shines and its a beautiful day. And something reminds you, you wish you had stayed”.
Two days ago was the BHS Beta induction ceremony. There were formal speeches and lit candles and a number of pictures taken. A lot of people have asked me how I do it– walk on a stage when I can’t see where I’m going. But I don’t just take that question in the physical sense, I take it emotionally. How do I have the courage to do something like that?
Sometimes, I walk with a guide. At the induction, one of my very close friends guided me across the stage. But even if no one was there to guide me, I would’ve done it anyway. I have the mindset that anything good that I want to accomplish is worth the extra steps to get there, no matter if you’re blind or not. Some of this courage comes from past experiences, when I did things by myself that proved I was capable. Some of it comes from how I was raised, with loving, stubborn parents who cared enough to teach me how to stand my ground and not let people walk all over me.
“I think I’ve seen this feeling before”.
My advice to everyone who’s reading this? Never let other people tell you you can’t do something. They’re not always as right as they think they are. Stand your ground, walk the path you need to, get the reward you earned, and then do a little petty dance to show that you did it when no one said you could.
Well, that’s it for this week! Stay up to date with all Stinger content, because it’s all amazing obviously. Students, try not to fall asleep during classes, parents try not to fall asleep while driving. Until next time, it’s your favorite blind Jacket.
“Never gonna give you up”. (Okay I wasn’t actually listening to that one).