the cruelty of life
September 18, 2005
today i had a softball tournament and we had to be at the field by 7:30 am. AM mind you. grrr.... that is so not cool. then we lost our first game to a team of freakin' twelve year olds! TWELVE YEAR OLDS! for the second game we played a team closer to our age and i played pretty well... i made some good catches and got a few outs, but we still lost. AND THEN WE HAD TO PLAY THE SAME FREAKIN' TEAM IMMEDIATELY AFTER FOR OUR THIRD GAME! i caught the first two games and then part of the third.... then i had to sit out because i got heat stroke or something like that... i was really cold and it was like over 90 outside... but i was cold, not a good sign. so i didnt get to finish the last game and i wasnt happy, i hate being taken out but how is a fifteen year old going to fight with a bunch of parents and coaches when that fifteen year old can barely stand up? so they made me lay down and put ice on my neck even though i was freezing. it was not fun, the third game, not fun at all. i got really nauseous and i am still feeling ill. i came home a little before 5:00 and fell asleep and didnt wake up until 8:40-ish... now i must go do home work... life is so cruel...
p.s. Jon your senior photos.... wow...
reluctantly,
the author.
today i had a softball tournament and we had to be at the field by 7:30 am. AM mind you. grrr.... that is so not cool. then we lost our first game to a team of freakin' twelve year olds! TWELVE YEAR OLDS! for the second game we played a team closer to our age and i played pretty well... i made some good catches and got a few outs, but we still lost. AND THEN WE HAD TO PLAY THE SAME FREAKIN' TEAM IMMEDIATELY AFTER FOR OUR THIRD GAME! i caught the first two games and then part of the third.... then i had to sit out because i got heat stroke or something like that... i was really cold and it was like over 90 outside... but i was cold, not a good sign. so i didnt get to finish the last game and i wasnt happy, i hate being taken out but how is a fifteen year old going to fight with a bunch of parents and coaches when that fifteen year old can barely stand up? so they made me lay down and put ice on my neck even though i was freezing. it was not fun, the third game, not fun at all. i got really nauseous and i am still feeling ill. i came home a little before 5:00 and fell asleep and didnt wake up until 8:40-ish... now i must go do home work... life is so cruel...
p.s. Jon your senior photos.... wow...
reluctantly,
the author.