Aug 17, 2004 23:33
so its eleven thirty on what, tuesday nite? yeah i think so but who really knows during the summer. soo. lets back track, yes/ alrighty then
so on wednesday a long ass time ago i went to sports registration and got my waiver peice of shit thing signed by moynihan and duffy and they thought it was stupid because seriously, who the hell checks to see if a sophomore was recruited? anyway i was there for the whole time and saw pretty much everyone i anticipated seeing, i wanted to say goodbye to a few jock/jockette friends. so im talking yadda yadda yadda and i talk to richie was is all huggy and goofy with two foot fro 9 ew what a dork) and says so i hear you're having a going away party. way to go meathead. the concept is beyond his simple mind, dont be angry with the four legged fool.wy four legged i dont know. perhaps he de-evolutionized into a neandrathal. no se, i've been gone for more than a day. anything could've happened. anyway so yeah. i know that its from 7 to eleven on friday but dont know where. yeah. way to go richie
and then on thursday i go to six flags with caity justin and jackie. and it rains the whole fucking day but it was still fun, i thought. got some bjs. yum. and rap goes so well with hard core marching music for real. i talk to sarah on thursday and get all weirdified that she says she's not gonna see me until maybe ten munites before i roll out because she has to get her hair cut. dude sarah i was tripping out.
anyway on friday your awesome suprise party plan was executed to a tee but i am a horrible actress and dont really know how to respond to suprise invasion. but i thought that that was the sweetest thing ever and was soo fucking happy to see wveryone there. seriously. that was so sweet.
saturday
is d day. deportation day. i went to hebron vball tryouts and that was fun a little last jest at mth glory. took a shower ryan and ash and sarah and jackie come over. caity and nicole stp by before hand. hardest thing ever is saying goodbye. i swear to mother fucking god and little boy fucking hat guys. i was trying to contain myself and thought i did a reasonably good job...not really tho. i was ok until the airport. when i had to say good bye to ash and ryan i was bawling straight out in the middle of hundreds of people. with orange plastic star sunglasses on. and it was painful the finality of the occasion. but i did make a fucking hot matt harvey shirt. fucking A what a masterpiece
so tryouts here were really fucking easy but the girls are fucking amazing like they are way better than hebrons wt dream of a varsity. and thats the incoming freshman. no lies. but....all prevailed and i made first cuts. and the JV TEAM!! AHHH i am so thrilled because that team thing really makes things a lot easier with the transition for sure. and today i went over to this girls house after walking arouind downtown san carlos. her \name is sarh shes a year younger and it was entertaining. shes a welcome wagoner not a perma friend not even a ok friend. just a girl to entertain for a couple days but i think she might know that. hmm maybe not. i dk shes nice and all just..she sas hecka and hella and tight everyother word. i dont know if i can deal. lol, ohh well....
i, as a person, am extremely adaptable. darwin would cry with joy. i averaged it out and i have moved every two and a half years. next time im just gonna say army brat and let there be no questions surrounding it. i move on. quite literally. but not without personal loss and growth. its hard but what doesnt kill ya, right. and besides its california bitch! PHO SHiZZLE!