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I'd just like to take a moment and thank everyone for their well-wishes, AIM and comments and calls and everything. It's been really appreciated. I'll likely share details later, but for now, I still don't really feel comfortable.
So, well, the family arrived today. And I mean the family - grandparents and uncles and aunts and cousins and stuff. Which was cool, I guess, since I haven't seen most of em since I got drafted. They're still here, I can hear them yellin' downstairs, I just needed time away for a bit. Didn't expect to see them at all, which, on second thought, was real stupid of me considering the situation. Managed to be kinda awkward though, because when Gram and Gramps rolled up I had just been out running and wrestling my dogs, so I was sweaty, dirty, and I had on my mock trial shirt that said "Hung Like a Jury," to which Grams didn't get and wanted an explanation. Don't think I'ma hear the end of that one from Carlee for awhile.
Speaking of Carlee, I think she literally has like 10 pounds of college brochures already, and she's a freakin' sophomore. I don't think they've been calling - yet - but I told her to expect that next year. I was lucky on the bombardment. It isn't that no one wanted me, it's that I didn't play my first game at quarterback until I was a senior in high school, so I turned away all the calls my junior year - no, I don't want to play WR for you, I'ma be a QB. And then, imagine that, they wouldn't call back, cause I'd never played QB before, and they didn't believe me. Too risky. Oh well. But her, she's been killin' at basketball, so she's gonna get recruits like crazy.
It's...a big change, expecting to be in the Middle East right now and instead sittin' in your childhood bedroom typing this, with the family downstairs and dinner cooking. Real big mental change. Rumors goin' round that I pulled out cause I was scared to go, which of course is exactly it, the whole reason I agreed to go in the first place, I just wasn't thinkin'. Man. People. I've been told not to let these things bother me, an' I won't, s'just...annoying.
Hey to all the new people on my friends list. Most of you are hockey boys, and I'll tell ya what, I ain't never seen a game of hockey in my life. But m'nice, promise, feel free to hit me up on AIM if you see me round. Prolly won't be too much, lately, but still.
So, well, the family arrived today. And I mean the family - grandparents and uncles and aunts and cousins and stuff. Which was cool, I guess, since I haven't seen most of em since I got drafted. They're still here, I can hear them yellin' downstairs, I just needed time away for a bit. Didn't expect to see them at all, which, on second thought, was real stupid of me considering the situation. Managed to be kinda awkward though, because when Gram and Gramps rolled up I had just been out running and wrestling my dogs, so I was sweaty, dirty, and I had on my mock trial shirt that said "Hung Like a Jury," to which Grams didn't get and wanted an explanation. Don't think I'ma hear the end of that one from Carlee for awhile.
Speaking of Carlee, I think she literally has like 10 pounds of college brochures already, and she's a freakin' sophomore. I don't think they've been calling - yet - but I told her to expect that next year. I was lucky on the bombardment. It isn't that no one wanted me, it's that I didn't play my first game at quarterback until I was a senior in high school, so I turned away all the calls my junior year - no, I don't want to play WR for you, I'ma be a QB. And then, imagine that, they wouldn't call back, cause I'd never played QB before, and they didn't believe me. Too risky. Oh well. But her, she's been killin' at basketball, so she's gonna get recruits like crazy.
It's...a big change, expecting to be in the Middle East right now and instead sittin' in your childhood bedroom typing this, with the family downstairs and dinner cooking. Real big mental change. Rumors goin' round that I pulled out cause I was scared to go, which of course is exactly it, the whole reason I agreed to go in the first place, I just wasn't thinkin'. Man. People. I've been told not to let these things bother me, an' I won't, s'just...annoying.
Hey to all the new people on my friends list. Most of you are hockey boys, and I'll tell ya what, I ain't never seen a game of hockey in my life. But m'nice, promise, feel free to hit me up on AIM if you see me round. Prolly won't be too much, lately, but still.