fit for play. put me in coach!
Last weekend was the sweet 16 national tourny for dividion I rugby. Vassar got eliminated in the 1st round. Such a disapointment, the teams in the final 4 are teams we regularly beat, I just cant believe it. I played scrum half in the 1st game (just pretent to know and care what position that is). I dislocated my knee cap in the game but finished out the game. I wasnt going to tell my coach about my knee so he would let me play the game the next day but my friend told the coach. But, we ran out of subs when one of the girls dislocated her ancle so the coach was forced to put me in despite the fact that i actually couldnt bend my knee at all.
I really love rugby so much. It feels so good to just kick ass. Im on crutches now but Im seeing the doctor tomorow and Im determined to be back on the pitch by the weekend. Ive officially quit soccer for rugby. It is so wonderful to have something where you know you are good and have to potential to become very good. Im supposed to be training this whole summer to try to make the u23 national team. I will make the team. The coach implied that I have the potentiall ability but not the temperment for national team play, I will prove him wrong if it is the last thing I do.
Beyond rugby I am actually fucked. I havent gotten a damn thing done in weeks becuase all I do is rugby. Ive eaten like a pig the last few days due to my bitterness about my knee. But whatevs.
Random pontification...
Overall Ive learned to really love being at Vassar. I can see for the first time how college has changed me. Im just as mean, rude, sarcastic, and condicending as ever but I have also learned to accept some people I would have discounted out of hand in high school. Ive learned to value individuality and accept incongruences in others. Some people I would have never noticed are actually cool as fuck. Still, Im very nice to the people Im nice to and I dont care at all about everyone else. Granted I still torture the people I hate. What I learned is that some of the "wierd" people are actually amazing and widly entertaining. I really love my eclectic groups of friends. I feel so loved at by all my friends at school and from home. It is great to be friends with people who run the social gamut.
Try things. Let go. Have fun. Be happy. Dream big. Take chances. Live Life
Ash Mae
I really love rugby so much. It feels so good to just kick ass. Im on crutches now but Im seeing the doctor tomorow and Im determined to be back on the pitch by the weekend. Ive officially quit soccer for rugby. It is so wonderful to have something where you know you are good and have to potential to become very good. Im supposed to be training this whole summer to try to make the u23 national team. I will make the team. The coach implied that I have the potentiall ability but not the temperment for national team play, I will prove him wrong if it is the last thing I do.
Beyond rugby I am actually fucked. I havent gotten a damn thing done in weeks becuase all I do is rugby. Ive eaten like a pig the last few days due to my bitterness about my knee. But whatevs.
Random pontification...
Overall Ive learned to really love being at Vassar. I can see for the first time how college has changed me. Im just as mean, rude, sarcastic, and condicending as ever but I have also learned to accept some people I would have discounted out of hand in high school. Ive learned to value individuality and accept incongruences in others. Some people I would have never noticed are actually cool as fuck. Still, Im very nice to the people Im nice to and I dont care at all about everyone else. Granted I still torture the people I hate. What I learned is that some of the "wierd" people are actually amazing and widly entertaining. I really love my eclectic groups of friends. I feel so loved at by all my friends at school and from home. It is great to be friends with people who run the social gamut.
Try things. Let go. Have fun. Be happy. Dream big. Take chances. Live Life
Ash Mae