Jul 24, 2006 00:30
Today I experienced broomball for the first time. Broomball is basically hockey with a squishy ball and shoes, on ice. I was such a badass on the.. court? I played forward and bashed people into walls. I got flipped over this guy's back and fell but I just kept on running because I wanted to WIN. We lost anyway, and I didn't make any shots, but I was freaking hardcore.
My madre came home yesterday and said on the phone tonight that she is feeling much better and took a daytrip in the car with my dad today, which made me feel much more at ease about not being able to be home to take care of her.
I am more premenstrually moody and ill than I have ever seen anyone anywhere. I have literally never ever witnessed symptoms this bad. My mood is intolerable, I'm glad this didn't happen the first week or I'd never have friends. Thankfully, they understood when I burst out crying after Under the Tuscan Sun and almost snapped on a fifth grader from tennis camp who was being a fifth grader in the cafeteria. Or when I didn't want pizza and put up a huge fuss about it. Oy. I just want my heating pad and bathtub and mom and refridgerator and matzo ball soup.
Only two more weeks. I can make it, I can!