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gawd. i'm so fucking mad. excuse the french BUT i think i have every right to be.
so soccer was this morning. 11 o'clock. i was playing a decent game (i think), not my best but certainly not my worst. morgan weinstein, who's on my team, and whose name just probably ruined my livejournal, was BITCHING at everyone all game. i try to be nice to her, but when she started on me, i lost it. this is the convo:
morgan:WHY ARE YOU PASSING TO THE OUTSIDE?!? NO ONE IS OPEN.
me: uh yea they are, and i wasn't open either so whatever.
morgan: WELL I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS TODAY. BLAH BLAH BLAH YOU SUCK
me: WELL YOU KNOW WHAT MORGAN...YOU HAVEN'T MADE ANY GOALS EITHER AND YOU GOT YELLED AT BY THE REF SO SHUT UP.
and that was it. she shut up. and the conversation was followed my miss emma hudson saying 'YEA AMBER!'. i thought for sure i slipped a curse in there somewhere or the ref was going to card me or something...but i'm pretty sure i just saw him smirking. oh and, i can't stand her. but maybe you already got that.
so soccer was this morning. 11 o'clock. i was playing a decent game (i think), not my best but certainly not my worst. morgan weinstein, who's on my team, and whose name just probably ruined my livejournal, was BITCHING at everyone all game. i try to be nice to her, but when she started on me, i lost it. this is the convo:
morgan:WHY ARE YOU PASSING TO THE OUTSIDE?!? NO ONE IS OPEN.
me: uh yea they are, and i wasn't open either so whatever.
morgan: WELL I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS TODAY. BLAH BLAH BLAH YOU SUCK
me: WELL YOU KNOW WHAT MORGAN...YOU HAVEN'T MADE ANY GOALS EITHER AND YOU GOT YELLED AT BY THE REF SO SHUT UP.
and that was it. she shut up. and the conversation was followed my miss emma hudson saying 'YEA AMBER!'. i thought for sure i slipped a curse in there somewhere or the ref was going to card me or something...but i'm pretty sure i just saw him smirking. oh and, i can't stand her. but maybe you already got that.