An interesting morning...
I smell real real bad (just came back from soccer) and have an essay to write. But first, my morning:
So I wake up at 8:30 to my cell phone going off. I assume its my alarm (even though I never use my cell phone as an alarm), so I just open and close it, then go back to sleep. At around 9:30 Courtney calls my house phone and asks why I hung up on her earlier. Whoops...
Whatever, it's her fault for expecting me to function before noon. Not that I function well after noon or anything, but there's absolutely no hope of logic before then.
Then, as I'm getting ready for practice, I turn to my mirror and see this HUGE spider ON MY NECK. When I say "huge," I'm not kidding. It was at least 2 inches wide, and had a fat body and these thick hairy legs. *shudder*
So, naturally, I scream my ass off, whack it off me, and run (still screaming) out of my room. When my mom comes sprinting up the stairs thinking I'd been stabbed or something, its to find me in feetle postition, tears running down my face, clutching the part of my neck it was on with my hand, and whimpering nonesence. It took her like 5 mintues to calm me down enough to get the words "spider" and "in my room" out of my mouth, and when she did, she just went in my room and stepped on it. [/near-death experiance]
Shut up. I hate spiders.
So tomorrow we play Goffstown. I'm so psyched, mostly because that's the team I played with over the summer, and I know like all the players. I can't believe the season's almost over though. Including tomorrow, there's only 4 games left, and I'm missing one of them for Jason's wedding. & then there's playoffs, which I'm already nervous for. We'll proably finish somewhere in the middle, which would mean that even if we made it through the first round, we'd be playing one of the top-seated teams in the second.
*sniffs* I should probably go shower now...
♥
So I wake up at 8:30 to my cell phone going off. I assume its my alarm (even though I never use my cell phone as an alarm), so I just open and close it, then go back to sleep. At around 9:30 Courtney calls my house phone and asks why I hung up on her earlier. Whoops...
Whatever, it's her fault for expecting me to function before noon. Not that I function well after noon or anything, but there's absolutely no hope of logic before then.
Then, as I'm getting ready for practice, I turn to my mirror and see this HUGE spider ON MY NECK. When I say "huge," I'm not kidding. It was at least 2 inches wide, and had a fat body and these thick hairy legs. *shudder*
So, naturally, I scream my ass off, whack it off me, and run (still screaming) out of my room. When my mom comes sprinting up the stairs thinking I'd been stabbed or something, its to find me in feetle postition, tears running down my face, clutching the part of my neck it was on with my hand, and whimpering nonesence. It took her like 5 mintues to calm me down enough to get the words "spider" and "in my room" out of my mouth, and when she did, she just went in my room and stepped on it. [/near-death experiance]
Shut up. I hate spiders.
So tomorrow we play Goffstown. I'm so psyched, mostly because that's the team I played with over the summer, and I know like all the players. I can't believe the season's almost over though. Including tomorrow, there's only 4 games left, and I'm missing one of them for Jason's wedding. & then there's playoffs, which I'm already nervous for. We'll proably finish somewhere in the middle, which would mean that even if we made it through the first round, we'd be playing one of the top-seated teams in the second.
*sniffs* I should probably go shower now...
♥