A Hazy Shade of Winter...
Well everyone knows what happened to my ankle, I don't need to tell the story again. Today we played Canterbury, the first team we played and our first win of the season. I could not play because I am injured, and the team was depressed from the moment I was injured. This sounds cocky I know, but this is the truth, they told me this. All day I kept hearing, "Abby we need you please get better we can't win without you." I'm flattered my team loves me enough and wants me to play, but seriously why should they rely it all on me? Yes I am a good player, but i'm not the only one. We have ten other players who can hit, block, set, serve, pass, and keep up thew energy of the team. I am not the captain and I am not the reason why our team wins. There are twelve girls, minus me and Susie who are hurt, who are members of the team. Without one player it does not matter, the game is still played, life moves on, and I am only out for today and Saturday.
This is way too long for anyone to read but I just had to type it out, I feel so much better when I type out my feelings on this thing. Although nobody knows what i'm talking about most of the time, it's helpful because I can't say things like this to my friends.
Today made me realized how much I missed Choate and how I wish i could go back and finish high school there. This is very mean towards Berkshire, but if I were at Choate I could get into an amazing college, play on a team which did not get depressed so easily and who cared about the game, and I wouldn't feel so down about rumors and wondering what my friends are saying behind my back. I guess I just have to suck it up and stay here, with bad attitude teammates, no boyfriend, very little friends, spazstic teachers, and rumors flying around about me as if I wanted them to start. "All hail to Berkshire..."
This is way too long for anyone to read but I just had to type it out, I feel so much better when I type out my feelings on this thing. Although nobody knows what i'm talking about most of the time, it's helpful because I can't say things like this to my friends.
Today made me realized how much I missed Choate and how I wish i could go back and finish high school there. This is very mean towards Berkshire, but if I were at Choate I could get into an amazing college, play on a team which did not get depressed so easily and who cared about the game, and I wouldn't feel so down about rumors and wondering what my friends are saying behind my back. I guess I just have to suck it up and stay here, with bad attitude teammates, no boyfriend, very little friends, spazstic teachers, and rumors flying around about me as if I wanted them to start. "All hail to Berkshire..."