Not the best day I've ever had.
Track meet against Tamaqua. Well, I'm not sure if we won or lost, but it was a good meet I guess. Really, that was the last hard meet of the season though, so I don't care. I do care, however, that I really pulled my quad out at the meet.
4x800 was decent. When Nate finished he was right next to the guy he was on. When I finished, I managed to outsprint the person I was against. Tom, however, got completely housed by the person against him. It was bad. Fetrow couldn't catch up to the 23 year old retard who should have graduated 5 years ago.
Yeah, we lost the 4x8. Whatever.
I couldn't do the mile. I was way too exhausted for it, so I just watched. I was glad he didn't have an aneurysm over it though. I did the 800. That was when I pulled my quad to hell. I really screwed that thing up, my leg is killing me.
It probably wouldn't have been so bad had I not done the 4x4. It was Ettore, Nate, Tom, then me as the anchor. Let's just say I had one hell of a defecit to make up for, and against Cadau that wasn't happening. I got under a minute, but holy hell did I REALLY screw up my quad. Wow. It's extremely effed up now.
Well, when I got home I found out some lovely news-- no car for Hummel. With an insurance estimate at over $3000 per year, I have to get "less of a car." Dammit! Oh well. What a suprise...
Also, I found out that I can't make my track meet monday because I have a dentist appointment. FREAKIN' YEY! The one time we would have an easy meet, too. I hate the freakin' dentist.
Every single time I go there, he just yells about the same thing. "You don't wear your retainer, and that's bad!!" If it was bad for me, I wouldn't do it. I hate having that smile that looks like I got surgical implants for teeth. I'm not perfect, and I don't want that picturesque smile, either. I happen to really like the teeth that I have now, as they have shifted into a place that I happen to enjoy. I took the risk, I like the results. PISS OFF NOW, GOD DAMN!
Lauren can't go bowling with us tomorrow, either. That's another thing that makes the night suck. Oh well, I tried. I should have talked to her parents today at the meet, but it just never happened. The conbined lack of time and lack of opportunity just didn't make for a friendly combo. Oh well, maybe next lifetime.
That's enough of a rant from me. On the good side, it's thursday and I'm home alone for the night. Yey.
Comments would be appreciated, ya know. Yeah. Peace out.
4x800 was decent. When Nate finished he was right next to the guy he was on. When I finished, I managed to outsprint the person I was against. Tom, however, got completely housed by the person against him. It was bad. Fetrow couldn't catch up to the 23 year old retard who should have graduated 5 years ago.
Yeah, we lost the 4x8. Whatever.
I couldn't do the mile. I was way too exhausted for it, so I just watched. I was glad he didn't have an aneurysm over it though. I did the 800. That was when I pulled my quad to hell. I really screwed that thing up, my leg is killing me.
It probably wouldn't have been so bad had I not done the 4x4. It was Ettore, Nate, Tom, then me as the anchor. Let's just say I had one hell of a defecit to make up for, and against Cadau that wasn't happening. I got under a minute, but holy hell did I REALLY screw up my quad. Wow. It's extremely effed up now.
Well, when I got home I found out some lovely news-- no car for Hummel. With an insurance estimate at over $3000 per year, I have to get "less of a car." Dammit! Oh well. What a suprise...
Also, I found out that I can't make my track meet monday because I have a dentist appointment. FREAKIN' YEY! The one time we would have an easy meet, too. I hate the freakin' dentist.
Every single time I go there, he just yells about the same thing. "You don't wear your retainer, and that's bad!!" If it was bad for me, I wouldn't do it. I hate having that smile that looks like I got surgical implants for teeth. I'm not perfect, and I don't want that picturesque smile, either. I happen to really like the teeth that I have now, as they have shifted into a place that I happen to enjoy. I took the risk, I like the results. PISS OFF NOW, GOD DAMN!
Lauren can't go bowling with us tomorrow, either. That's another thing that makes the night suck. Oh well, I tried. I should have talked to her parents today at the meet, but it just never happened. The conbined lack of time and lack of opportunity just didn't make for a friendly combo. Oh well, maybe next lifetime.
That's enough of a rant from me. On the good side, it's thursday and I'm home alone for the night. Yey.
Comments would be appreciated, ya know. Yeah. Peace out.