Your Weekend Update
Thursday sucked - got drunk and pissed at the world.
Friday sucked - didn't get drunk, got pissed at the world, came home early and went to bed.
Saturday sucked - we were supposed to meet at my house at 2:30 so we could leave at 3:00 to get to Mark's house in chicago. It's not like we were on this strict deadline or anything, but we just wanted to get there so that we could chill for a bit before we went to bed. Well 3:00 rolls around and one of our middles isn't there. Not a big deal. We kept trying to call him and he never answered his phone so at like 3:30, Mark, Jeff, and I went to his house and started banging on his door w/ no avail. So we came back home and waited a bit longer. At 4:30, we finally said fuck it and decided to leave. We stop by his house one more time and this time, his roommate answers the door and proceeds to tell us that Brian, our middle, went to IU yesterday and wasn't home....awesome. So we get on the road and I drive half way and Mark drives half way and we get to his house in like 5 hours....not too bad. Couldn't fall asleep though and ended up going to bed at like 1.
Sunday sucked - Woke up at 6 and all i could eat was a donut because I was actually excited about playing in the tournament. Ended up losing to Marquette in two which was lame because both games were really close and I played really well. Then we beat Iowa State in a very sloppy two games and I played well in that match too. Then the playoffs came and because we're ball state we got fucked over and had to play Lakeland in the first round. Whatever. So we're playing and it's tied 18 - 18 and I hit a ball and the other team called "touch" but the ball landed out and none of the refs saw the touch even though he called it so it was their point. I shook it right off because I just wanted to get the next kill but the rest of my team was shot after that. They went on a 6-0 run and ended up beating the shit out of us. Game two was typical ball state play. Me on the court trying to get my team hyped up and ready to play and everyone looking at my like I'm a retard because I actually wanted to play. I understand that in practice, I can have a shitty attitude, but come game time, I'm ready to fucking play and am always talking on the court trying to get the guys into the match and it never works. Basically ball state club volleyball sucks at team cohesion and it's really starting to affect the way we play. So we lost the match in two and as a result, drove 7 hours there to play 3 lame ass matches and then drive 7 hours home. LAME LAME LAME. The lamest part about it all is that the fucking tournament should have been here and though it would have sucked losing at home, at least we wouldn't have had to drive 7 hours to lose damnit.
Other than that, life is pretty typical. I'm doing really well in classes which is a plus. And I think we found all the roommates we need to live in the house next year. Actually, Mark is talking about coming back next year to finish his masters instead of spending $8,000 to finish it this summer so that would definitely kick ass.
My life is so boring. I need some instability. I'm sick of this shitty, boring routine.
Friday sucked - didn't get drunk, got pissed at the world, came home early and went to bed.
Saturday sucked - we were supposed to meet at my house at 2:30 so we could leave at 3:00 to get to Mark's house in chicago. It's not like we were on this strict deadline or anything, but we just wanted to get there so that we could chill for a bit before we went to bed. Well 3:00 rolls around and one of our middles isn't there. Not a big deal. We kept trying to call him and he never answered his phone so at like 3:30, Mark, Jeff, and I went to his house and started banging on his door w/ no avail. So we came back home and waited a bit longer. At 4:30, we finally said fuck it and decided to leave. We stop by his house one more time and this time, his roommate answers the door and proceeds to tell us that Brian, our middle, went to IU yesterday and wasn't home....awesome. So we get on the road and I drive half way and Mark drives half way and we get to his house in like 5 hours....not too bad. Couldn't fall asleep though and ended up going to bed at like 1.
Sunday sucked - Woke up at 6 and all i could eat was a donut because I was actually excited about playing in the tournament. Ended up losing to Marquette in two which was lame because both games were really close and I played really well. Then we beat Iowa State in a very sloppy two games and I played well in that match too. Then the playoffs came and because we're ball state we got fucked over and had to play Lakeland in the first round. Whatever. So we're playing and it's tied 18 - 18 and I hit a ball and the other team called "touch" but the ball landed out and none of the refs saw the touch even though he called it so it was their point. I shook it right off because I just wanted to get the next kill but the rest of my team was shot after that. They went on a 6-0 run and ended up beating the shit out of us. Game two was typical ball state play. Me on the court trying to get my team hyped up and ready to play and everyone looking at my like I'm a retard because I actually wanted to play. I understand that in practice, I can have a shitty attitude, but come game time, I'm ready to fucking play and am always talking on the court trying to get the guys into the match and it never works. Basically ball state club volleyball sucks at team cohesion and it's really starting to affect the way we play. So we lost the match in two and as a result, drove 7 hours there to play 3 lame ass matches and then drive 7 hours home. LAME LAME LAME. The lamest part about it all is that the fucking tournament should have been here and though it would have sucked losing at home, at least we wouldn't have had to drive 7 hours to lose damnit.
Other than that, life is pretty typical. I'm doing really well in classes which is a plus. And I think we found all the roommates we need to live in the house next year. Actually, Mark is talking about coming back next year to finish his masters instead of spending $8,000 to finish it this summer so that would definitely kick ass.
My life is so boring. I need some instability. I'm sick of this shitty, boring routine.