will i ever play sports again?
mid-life crisis. so i have talent. sports talent. today at the soccer game i saw how perfectly i fit in with sports. after the game i realized i belong on a bench, whether it be soccer, baseball, or track. five years ago i would have seen myself in a varsity jacket, not a kid with a laptop bag. high tech is in my way. i want my sports back damn it. i can make the teams easily, i just need to be able to be on the field on time. i had this problem two years ago when i tried out for soccer. with schoolwork and the distance thing, it wouldnt matter how good i was. so i thought baseball starts in the spring and by then i would be able to drive so the time thing would work out. its never too late right? wrong. i asked my parents and they were like, "high school sports isnt just like riding a bike, you cant stop and take it up again four years later."
yeah, my parents suck. they've planned out my future, from college to the day i die. so they want me "close to home" which can only mean one thing: rutgers. this sucks again because they think its good "because carl is doing well there and i can do just as great." well you know what? i'm tired of following in my brother's footsteps. i'm tired of succeeding where carl failed, tired of making the right choices where carl made mistakes. so i'm going to the boro high school on our four day weekend to get an application for baseball. you know, i might not be as great as the seniors who have been on the team for three years but i'm going to bust my ass to get there. if i can show them that i could have excelled in sports during my high school and even gotten scholarships, there is no way in hell they would be able to tell me what is best for me in college. do you know what they want me to be? a fricking nurse. go figure. if i fail to reach my goal, i'm moving to the philippines.
in other news, dan tersh yelled at me for not going to youth group the past two weeks and i wont be going in the next two weeks. i've also skipped a couple of AWANA nights and he said i had to stop working so hard and go to church. he's right.
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yeah, my parents suck. they've planned out my future, from college to the day i die. so they want me "close to home" which can only mean one thing: rutgers. this sucks again because they think its good "because carl is doing well there and i can do just as great." well you know what? i'm tired of following in my brother's footsteps. i'm tired of succeeding where carl failed, tired of making the right choices where carl made mistakes. so i'm going to the boro high school on our four day weekend to get an application for baseball. you know, i might not be as great as the seniors who have been on the team for three years but i'm going to bust my ass to get there. if i can show them that i could have excelled in sports during my high school and even gotten scholarships, there is no way in hell they would be able to tell me what is best for me in college. do you know what they want me to be? a fricking nurse. go figure. if i fail to reach my goal, i'm moving to the philippines.
in other news, dan tersh yelled at me for not going to youth group the past two weeks and i wont be going in the next two weeks. i've also skipped a couple of AWANA nights and he said i had to stop working so hard and go to church. he's right.
<>< superiorman