Nov 18, 2005 22:08
Soccer is wearing me out like you would never understand. I'm not even going to get into it. The only thing I'll say, is that it's fucking B-R-U-T-A-L. So I apologize now for my future bitching about "Sneddon-Practices".
My whole journalism class is entering a story writing contest, and I'm really excited about it. It's called Take Five!, and you have to use specific words in your story Ex: this month's words are: (1.) Key (.2) Red Bicycle (3.) Elephant (4.) Umbrella (5.) Shadow (6.) The word has slipped my mind. I would share with you what I'm going to write about, but I'm real self-conscious about my writing. So if you catch me in a good mood, I'll probably tell you.
I've been really really into Gatsby's American Dream lately. Volcano has saved my life. I don't have much left to say, so I'll see you guys soon.
Words of advice for 11-18-2005:
Never join a soccer team run by a football coach.
Your friend,
Tanner