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I wake up at 9:30am in my basement dazed and confused. After doing whatever stupid chores that my mom wanted me to do I took a show and figured hell, as long as Im up I might as well try and make the McDonalld's breakfast. After eating I went home and slept. A deep and wonderfull sleep in the middle of the day. It was as if I was making up for all thoes tired worried school days and long nights. At 2:00 I was woken up. I got ready for the fist day of soccer practice. These are varsity only practices so me and about 11 other guys show up and exchange a hey. We look at eachother and know it has begun and were in for some shit. Just then Quavis Kirk and his older brother come walking from the other side of the field. In case you don't know I played soccer I have been playing soccer with Quavis since 7th grade. After his freshman year at West he was drafted to play for the Galaxy. An amazing pro team. All expenses paid to go live in Fl and go to a "soccer high school." Think of it like highschool except everyother period or so might be an hour of practice. It was funny he was tellin us that his house is filled with shoes cause like everyday people send him cleats so that he will endorce them. So he is up for the summer and he's gonna come to our games and practices. He's a great guy and an amazing player. The practice was 2 hours of straight buisness but I pulled throught it. In a way it felt great tho. If it was easy I would have been dissappointed, it's just something I come to expecet. I really feel like a senior now. Varsity kinda does it. No fuck'n around. Now Im dog tired tho and I have to get up at 6:30am for practice tomorrow. Then on friday it's off to Quincy Il. for a 2 day soccer tournament. It's gonna be fun but hot as hell. Quincy in on the sother tip of Il and it was 97 degrees there today. Ahhh summer.