i wish this was a long island iced tea
this morning was waking up absurdly early for the race.
participation: mediocre.
money-making: eh
constructing water stops: lame
getting more sunburnt: awesome
oh
and carwash: lame, as 4 amnesty kids showed up and cramer came to help because she rules
banquet: blah
we have segregated tables and allie riche came and sat with us and we were like "god, can't you read? this says JV PLAYERS. don't intrude on the sanctity of our team"
it was funny because our presence wasn't even required. it also made us smile when it turns out none of the sophomores won best anything. we are so excellent, AJKKCE4LIFE.
mr wotring gave what is possibly the most boring speech that was intended to be funny ever about toilet papering. and he was like"there are three levels"
and i was like let me guess "you really like someone, you really really like someone and you reallly really like somoene"
except i predicted there would be 17 levels and there were only three.
anyway, we decided our time would be well spent drinking all the pitchers of iced tea we could get our hands on, and eating straight sugar packets.
i can only hope one day my husband will give me a celtic love note so i know how much he appreciates me.
then everyone was crying, and i realized that i was surrounded by the most ridiculous, absurd people ever.
did soccer really matter that much to everyone?
huh.
not to us.
also JV4life. maybe if i'm motivated i'll post that super sexy picture of what, according to tim, wiener, mike, pat, and brett, is "the hottest soccer team ever to come through emmaus." except we all look preposterously unhot in it.
i should probably study for trig, but as i need a 98 or above to secure an A exam average, things aren't really looking feasible.
this is what i am looking forward to
-two more exams
-my job? not really
- summer league
- p-rice's party
- north carolina with justine.
- hot tubbing every weekend
- stealing someone's innocence with jenna
summer goals pretty much.
participation: mediocre.
money-making: eh
constructing water stops: lame
getting more sunburnt: awesome
oh
and carwash: lame, as 4 amnesty kids showed up and cramer came to help because she rules
banquet: blah
we have segregated tables and allie riche came and sat with us and we were like "god, can't you read? this says JV PLAYERS. don't intrude on the sanctity of our team"
it was funny because our presence wasn't even required. it also made us smile when it turns out none of the sophomores won best anything. we are so excellent, AJKKCE4LIFE.
mr wotring gave what is possibly the most boring speech that was intended to be funny ever about toilet papering. and he was like"there are three levels"
and i was like let me guess "you really like someone, you really really like someone and you reallly really like somoene"
except i predicted there would be 17 levels and there were only three.
anyway, we decided our time would be well spent drinking all the pitchers of iced tea we could get our hands on, and eating straight sugar packets.
i can only hope one day my husband will give me a celtic love note so i know how much he appreciates me.
then everyone was crying, and i realized that i was surrounded by the most ridiculous, absurd people ever.
did soccer really matter that much to everyone?
huh.
not to us.
also JV4life. maybe if i'm motivated i'll post that super sexy picture of what, according to tim, wiener, mike, pat, and brett, is "the hottest soccer team ever to come through emmaus." except we all look preposterously unhot in it.
i should probably study for trig, but as i need a 98 or above to secure an A exam average, things aren't really looking feasible.
this is what i am looking forward to
-two more exams
-my job? not really
- summer league
- p-rice's party
- north carolina with justine.
- hot tubbing every weekend
- stealing someone's innocence with jenna
summer goals pretty much.