Feb 04, 2006 22:23
So pretty much I had a fuckin great night (that is until I read my email) Washburn won the hockey game. WOOT WOOT! I had a great time at the game. And I got to slyly stalk someone who keeps staring at me. (I think I'm just way too chicken shit to say anything to him) South got owned by Washburn. The Miller took his rolling bin and raped the Tiger. It was awesome.
But then...I got home. And read my email. Apparently, we have to have rugby practices on Mondays, Wednesdays and...Fridays. My intial reaction was "WHATTHEFUCKAHHELLFUCKINNO!?!?!" AND Tahlia's coaching again. OMG! I just reread it. It's from 6:30-8:30. Wow. Um, that just sealed it. I am not playing rugby this year. I ABSOLUTELY love rugby, but there is no fuckin way I am giving up MY (MY!!!) fridays for practice. Especially when it's during like date time. I want to know who the fuck decided this and I want to punch them. Friday is usually the day I'm the most tired, too. And the most bitchy. Yeah, it might be good to get some anger out during practice, but it won't get even a smidgen of the anger I have for giving up my fridays. So long story short, unless I hear some extremely good reasons why I should keep playing, I'm not going to. See no reason now.