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Guess it's about time for another update. I spent a nice relaxing weekend at home when I came back from Florida. And Easter was a lot of fun this year. I basically spent the whole day with Al's family, but it was a good day :D I made Al a surprise easter basket and it was so cute! haha I love goofy little things, so i filled it up with that and some of his favorite candy, my favorite part was the little cup with a crazy straw. I love crazy straws, they just make u feel like a kid again. haha.
Anyways, I definitely feel like I had to go back to school way too early. I skipped my one class and didn't come back until Monday afternoon. And while I thought this week would go by slowly, it actually went pretty fast, I mean it's already Friday. I guess it helped that we had 2 games this week.
I was seriously debating on whether talking about softball in my journal, because some times it can be a very heated topic. But dammit this is my journal and I'll write about what I want I don't care who reads it. Ever since our catcher got hurt I've had to catch. Now I know I've probably already said this but, I'm not a catcher. I'm just not good at it, I try but you can only try so hard, if your not good people will run on you all day. And I knew it was only a matter of time for coach to see that and then she'd find another catcher. It doesn't bother me too much, I know I'm not a catcher, I mean I lost my catching position in high school cos I sucked, but at least I got to play another position. On Tuesday at practice coach gave the other catcher some practice, and I knew right then that I was about to be replaced. No one really believed me but I told them that I would soon be phased out. And what happened?? Tuesday we split the games I caught the first and then her the second, and then yesterday?? yep my ass was on the bench for both games. I'm not bitching because the better player should play...especially because she hit the game winning grand-slam yesterday, and damn I can't compete with that. It just gets a little discouraging, I know I'm not awesome at softball, but I like to think I'm good, or maybe even half-decent. But you can only sit so many games in a row with getting even more discouraged. Don't get me wrong I'm not bitching about my coaches decisions, if I were her I wouldn't play me either. I'm just getting down, I can only try my best, and lately it seems as though my best isn't good enough.
OK some happier news. Alex came to my games yesterday. My dad couldn't come though and I felt bad that he had to sit by himself. I just hope that I get to play in one of the other games he comes to. He's never seen me play, and I love softball, and I just want him to see that. Anyways we got out of the field kinda late, and he couldn't stay much longer so we rushed to get some food, and then we just hung out until he had to leave. I feel bad though, because none of my friends got to meet him yet cos we rushed off, but he'll be at more :)
We play on Sunday this weekend. Cheddah wants me to stay here and go out with everyone. But I'm just not feeling up to it. I've some homework to do, and I haven't seen my family all week, I've got no food in my room, I'm running out of clean clothes, and I've got a lot on my mind that I hoping to maybe try and get figured out this Saturday. It would be great to have one less worry on my mind, so maybe some good will come out of this weekend.
Anyways, I definitely feel like I had to go back to school way too early. I skipped my one class and didn't come back until Monday afternoon. And while I thought this week would go by slowly, it actually went pretty fast, I mean it's already Friday. I guess it helped that we had 2 games this week.
I was seriously debating on whether talking about softball in my journal, because some times it can be a very heated topic. But dammit this is my journal and I'll write about what I want I don't care who reads it. Ever since our catcher got hurt I've had to catch. Now I know I've probably already said this but, I'm not a catcher. I'm just not good at it, I try but you can only try so hard, if your not good people will run on you all day. And I knew it was only a matter of time for coach to see that and then she'd find another catcher. It doesn't bother me too much, I know I'm not a catcher, I mean I lost my catching position in high school cos I sucked, but at least I got to play another position. On Tuesday at practice coach gave the other catcher some practice, and I knew right then that I was about to be replaced. No one really believed me but I told them that I would soon be phased out. And what happened?? Tuesday we split the games I caught the first and then her the second, and then yesterday?? yep my ass was on the bench for both games. I'm not bitching because the better player should play...especially because she hit the game winning grand-slam yesterday, and damn I can't compete with that. It just gets a little discouraging, I know I'm not awesome at softball, but I like to think I'm good, or maybe even half-decent. But you can only sit so many games in a row with getting even more discouraged. Don't get me wrong I'm not bitching about my coaches decisions, if I were her I wouldn't play me either. I'm just getting down, I can only try my best, and lately it seems as though my best isn't good enough.
OK some happier news. Alex came to my games yesterday. My dad couldn't come though and I felt bad that he had to sit by himself. I just hope that I get to play in one of the other games he comes to. He's never seen me play, and I love softball, and I just want him to see that. Anyways we got out of the field kinda late, and he couldn't stay much longer so we rushed to get some food, and then we just hung out until he had to leave. I feel bad though, because none of my friends got to meet him yet cos we rushed off, but he'll be at more :)
We play on Sunday this weekend. Cheddah wants me to stay here and go out with everyone. But I'm just not feeling up to it. I've some homework to do, and I haven't seen my family all week, I've got no food in my room, I'm running out of clean clothes, and I've got a lot on my mind that I hoping to maybe try and get figured out this Saturday. It would be great to have one less worry on my mind, so maybe some good will come out of this weekend.