it's supposed to be fun...
i think i'm about to write a nasty letter. really, i'm so fucking sick of this, and i really don't need it. (no, i'm not talking about you)
softball is ridiculous. i'm so worn out from being sick, not being able to sleep at night, and ap tests. i reall can't handle softball right now, espeically when i'm doing all that running and who knows what for nothing. i hate the verbal abuse, i don't fucking play, stop fucking yelling at me. today bru said that we'd get to leave early if we dove in practice, and you can bet your ass that i was the first to dive and get out of there.
softball is ridiculous. i'm so worn out from being sick, not being able to sleep at night, and ap tests. i reall can't handle softball right now, espeically when i'm doing all that running and who knows what for nothing. i hate the verbal abuse, i don't fucking play, stop fucking yelling at me. today bru said that we'd get to leave early if we dove in practice, and you can bet your ass that i was the first to dive and get out of there.