School Projects, Gun Ranges, and Covid??

Hi guys! Before I get into my week, I just wanted to let you know that I've finally come up with a set schedule! Check back here every Sunday for new updates!

This week was the first official week of school, and to say that my emotions were all over the place is an understatement. I didn't have another panic attack, so that's good, but I did have trouble trying to figure out what I wanted to do for my independent study project. I've finally decided to continue forward with the idea I had last year: WCAT 3, Wildcat News in under 3 minutes.

I am a little upset, though. I've been talking about this for a long while, but when I went to the club's officers to ask for the Instagram log in but their response was, "No, K didn't want that many people having access to it (even though I was selected for the social media position,) and we want to make sure we know what's going on the Instagram."

Why would you need to know what's going on the Instagram, if you would have been listening to me in the first place? Anyway, I'm kind of upset at that, but we're still going through with WCAT 3, and I'm honestly so excited for it.

Moving on, my dad and I went to the gun range on Friday for the first time in a hot minute. It's been a little while since we've last went, and my aim was WAY off, but it got better. I don't really hang out with my dad all that often, so getting to be out of the house and spend some time with him was kind of refreshing.

We went to a different spot than the first 2 times we went, and they honestly had me hooked when my dad told me that they had a café.

It took me a minute to get used to the gun itself, but after the first round I think I did pretty good. Here's the end result:

All this week, I felt like actual crap. I think I caught the Covid-Not-Covid cold that has been going on. The first night I woke up at 12 am with a slight fever, and couldn't go back to sleep. It literally felt like my head was about to implode from how much pressure my sinuses were putting on my skull. I kept waking up every hour - on the dot - in intense pain. I do not wish what I had on my worse enemy. It was actual agony. The next day I kept coughing and sneezing. For some reason, I decided to do a full face of makeup and I had to keep dabbing at my nose because it kept dripping. I still feel a little under the weather, but hopefully we'll be better before next week's post.

That's all I have for this week, check back next week for an another update!