Crying
I'm having one of those times in which you just want to cry and cry and cry.. Not very fun to be honest with you. I'm a netball freak (I love it and my world surrounds it), and I guess my coach is just .. plain .. cold towards me. It's hard to explain. She's been coaching me for little over a year and still I find she barely knows me and I barely know her. I'm too shy. I just seem to .. change when I'm there and she's coaching me. Everything I do is never good enough for her. Never. For the first time I wish I could be perfect, without any stupid characteristic flaws. She thought just because I wasn't looking at her, I wasn't listening. Does she think I'm thick or something? No. I don't wish I was perfect. I change my mind. I wish my life would change. I wish it wasn't just all rushed and all crappy.