Apr 16, 2005 22:50
Well, i haven't used this thing since... blah, whenever. but i think that i will from now on.
Okay, well, this weekend, i've been in ohio for a soccer tournament, and i missed my last school dance for this too (any one who went leave some comments on that) but it was worth it. We played some free-style soccer in the hallways *and almost got thrown out too* lol. but would i do it again? everytime.
in our first game, we got crushed. however, i tackled this kid, then he got up and said something very offensive to my conscience. later on, i seemed so intimidating, that i just heard him tell me that "dude, i was just playin', i didnt really mean to say that" and a few words went through my head, they were: "oh, so that kids afraid of me, and he doesnt want me to kick his ass even more!" (btw, im the tallest, biggest kid in this whole league, that is a fact). i nailed his ass later. wow, i make a game of soccer seem like war. lol, then i got back to the hotel, and i went into derek's suite and watched "Shaolin Soccer", funniest, movie, ever. haha.
after the first game, we all walked around some outlit mall, and my dad got these kick ass pants for 2.99, i was like "HOLY SHIT", they were like nice dress pants from IZOD too, not some good will shit. they were 90% off, oh man. i ate at auntie anne's and arby's, and i almost threw up. derek, jaime, dave, and ciembella seemed to feel the need that they should ride one of those 50cent kiddie rides, like the cars and stuff that move up and down. i just pretended to not be associated with them.
the second game... oh man, i think that the ref hated me. here's the thing, being so damn tall, if i even go next to a kid, and they trip on their feet, or even if i just get a little physical and they fall... the call goes on me, cuz im big and it looks worse cuz that reason... i was so frustrated, i couldn't even play the game. well, i got a goal that game. i faked the shot and the goalie dove down, then instead of shooting i rolled the ball over the top of his hand and shot it in, oh yeah... slut. oh, we lost that game within the last 2 minutes, which really sucked.
then we went to applebee's, and we sat behind these girls from some other soccer team, and they were trying to flirt with me like mad. i told the only hot one there that i was her stalker, and had stalked her in her bed for 2 years. lol. me and conor got some of their sn's, oh yeah. woo hoo. im a pimp, go me, go me.
well, then we got back to the hotel, and me and conor just hung out by the jacuzzi, since the pool was INSANE!!!!! oh man. then we played a lil poker in my room. i learned that he is an amazing drawer, and he actually has a job as a tattoo artist. he lives by this tattoo place, and he sold them a design for 50 dollars once, wow. then we went and played more poker in ryan ferrel's room, and his dad is good at poker, and his dad's a photographer. he took pictures of us all, and he took some pretty sick pics of me.
well, then i came back to my room, brushed my teeth and used some mouthwash. and here i sit. im out guys, and you can count on some more updates soon, im leaving for home tomorrow, sluts.