Fall Break...
it looks like it worked out. jeff and i got a ride to georgia. the trip should be fun. i found out today that at least 3 people read my journal. this is amazing. water polo went great last night. ron apologized, the somain, even though he didnt do anything wrong. we then went through a monsterous swim set, i finished but didnt go all out. o well. next we played the goalie game for the rest of practise. naturally i won, yea and i really am that cocky.
got a 94 on my math test. a little pissed cause i think i should have gotten a 100. i'll survive, apparently it was the second highest grade in the class. woop dee doo. if only i could transfer some of those points to chem, cause i am the second lowest in that class. i keep listening to the song that says :this isn't high school, this isn't high school" but i so wish it was. this time last year was just about the best time of my life. there was not a thing wrong. i took the SAT, finished almost all of my college stuff, and then had regionals (water polo). the saturday, tom., one year ago was great. took the SAT in the morning, then that night won against clark in overtime. my little life has not gotten any better than that day yet, swimming regionals was definatly a close second.
we had not won regionals since i had been at heights, and that was the year to do it. clark was are cross town rivalry, and in the end we pulled it together as a team. in the final 30 seconds of overtime, with the score still tied, i drove in the out, jason got a perfect pass into me, i turned my guy, but was at a horrible angle to score. tyler drove in perfectly, jason swam out of the way, and then i passed to tyler who scored. that is the way it was supposed to end. those times were so good, so nice. i sort of had an 8th grade crush on a girl, H. she came to that game, and that really meant so much to me then. too bad that is all over.
the future is what i look forward to now.
work out - drank a diet coke (ive heard that counts)
made bed - on parents weekend
wieght - 194, this kinda worries me
got a 94 on my math test. a little pissed cause i think i should have gotten a 100. i'll survive, apparently it was the second highest grade in the class. woop dee doo. if only i could transfer some of those points to chem, cause i am the second lowest in that class. i keep listening to the song that says :this isn't high school, this isn't high school" but i so wish it was. this time last year was just about the best time of my life. there was not a thing wrong. i took the SAT, finished almost all of my college stuff, and then had regionals (water polo). the saturday, tom., one year ago was great. took the SAT in the morning, then that night won against clark in overtime. my little life has not gotten any better than that day yet, swimming regionals was definatly a close second.
we had not won regionals since i had been at heights, and that was the year to do it. clark was are cross town rivalry, and in the end we pulled it together as a team. in the final 30 seconds of overtime, with the score still tied, i drove in the out, jason got a perfect pass into me, i turned my guy, but was at a horrible angle to score. tyler drove in perfectly, jason swam out of the way, and then i passed to tyler who scored. that is the way it was supposed to end. those times were so good, so nice. i sort of had an 8th grade crush on a girl, H. she came to that game, and that really meant so much to me then. too bad that is all over.
the future is what i look forward to now.
work out - drank a diet coke (ive heard that counts)
made bed - on parents weekend
wieght - 194, this kinda worries me