Longggg week
I dont think this week was ever going to end, it was quite possibly the most miserable, dreadful week of 2004 so far. I could barely get out of bed in the morning. I decided it would be best for Nate and I to take a break. i hae been feeling so sufficated and crappy. I just need time to do what i want to do and time for me. So here is the schedule of events
Sunday: shopping w/ Becca, Nate came over , we made dinner for everyone, and we watched Miracle. :feeling of sickness in stomach:Monday: horribe schoool, softball practice, shower, than Hendricken Lacrosse game-which they won :) congrats to Chev and Clay, miserable and useless feelingsTues: Breakfast, School, French Test, Crying bc of brandon, more crying, softball practice, more crying.Wed: school, progress reports (w/ a week of school left), softball game At Davies we won 5-4 in a come from behind in the top of the 7th. Hit up MY gym...brought my rollarblades to my new room and played hockey alone while bec was on the treadmill. more crying and miserableness. Brought Bec to shoe store, met mom, and I got a new pair of AWESOME sneaks. i love them :)Thurs:Tiff's B-day, school, physics test, think i did good thanks to B and PJ, softball game at Tolman, lost when we shouldn't have. oh well. brought Bob to Cap (bc Dad and Bec were in NY), realized I was like a CAP ho bc the guys flock to my car, and we have the wierdest convo's, did HW, shower, picked him up, went to Wendy's w/ the whole gang, had a talk w/ Nate.Friday- school, thank God no practice, home, my Gym, took out frustrations on the tennis ball and hockey stick, took a nice long shower, then Went to Clay's house. Let me just say, that was the turning point of my week. Im not even going to elaborate, bc I know exactly what I am talking about, and that is all that is important here.
This weekend should be somewhat fun...today going to see Shrek 2 w/ Tiff and out to Lunch, Clay wants to come, so we will see how that goes. Big ol'party on Sunday nite...should be fun, yet interesting.
:Me walking out door last nite: Bye Dad
Dad: where is lover boy
Me: Dad, Nate and I are taking a break for awhile
Dad: :sad face: that mean's i have to build a potato gun by myself !?!? Why?
Me: gives explaination.... Dont worry Dad, he can still make a potato gun w/ you.