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I'm sick of softball. Is that possible coming from my lips? I'm sick of being yelled at even when I do good. I'm sick of trying my hardest and still being looked at as second rate. I'm sick of being the girl in the corner that everyone ignores. I'm sick of being alone. I'm sick of waiting for everything. I'm sick of talking to everyone on the phone and never getting the real love from them. I'm sick of school.
Today we played Villa we lost. I did well for once. and its aggervating there was a play and I got the out but I did what was right and I still managed to get yelled at, Christine had a very good day but the Umpire really really really stunk. Like horribly bad.
Today was my first Umpiring gig. I did well. It was aggervating tho because it was rainy and i looked well like a man in the big ol chest protector that was 3 sizes to big. A good thing that happened today was that I "illegally" got my number. Ha what a joy. I had to swap and what not but Oh yes I got it.
Im talking to Eric and just hearing his voice makes me wanna cry. I really just wanna be with him. And I sound like a whiny fithgrader
Today we played Villa we lost. I did well for once. and its aggervating there was a play and I got the out but I did what was right and I still managed to get yelled at, Christine had a very good day but the Umpire really really really stunk. Like horribly bad.
Today was my first Umpiring gig. I did well. It was aggervating tho because it was rainy and i looked well like a man in the big ol chest protector that was 3 sizes to big. A good thing that happened today was that I "illegally" got my number. Ha what a joy. I had to swap and what not but Oh yes I got it.
Im talking to Eric and just hearing his voice makes me wanna cry. I really just wanna be with him. And I sound like a whiny fithgrader