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Well, softball is going good. Besides the fact that I still cannot do anything. You know, sommetimes I'm pretty okay with it. And I think well hey its my fault right I can't do anything about this. Other times I want to fucking kick something! It does make me really sad that I have to go to these games and these practices and do nothing. I am a very lazy girl and I hate running and doing half the stuff we have to do at softball, but just being there and not feeling like part of the team sucks. I feel like I'm just one of those poeple that stick around but they don't really need. I love those girls a lot. At the beginning of softball I HATED it. Because of the nasty weather and al the bullshit. Being new and everything. But being around them everyday, they grown on me. And those girls make me laugh so hard and I just love em! I wish they know how proud of them I am. And I'm sick of just being on the sidelines. I am glued to the bench half the time. I make no use. I want to get out there and do an amazing play and get a huge hit. Or score the run to get us in the lead in the 7th inning. I want to actually do something for the team!
Thursday night my dad wanted to have a "talk" with me. It was sad, and I cried. He said many different things: Me and him have been through a lot and he'll never leave me, everytime he smokes he thinks of me and how much I hate it and when I said "Dad, if you keep smoking you'll never get to walk me down the isle.", how one of the biggest mistakes he made was when I was little and he gave me to the doctors at the hospital when I was crying and didn't want to go, how he never left my side at the hospital .. ever, how I'll always be a daddys girl, he doesn't want me to mess up .. etc. It was sad. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. All of it made every time at the hospital more important, every trip me and him had to Michigan more important, every night watching Dukes of Hazard more important, every hug, every smile. I love my daddy!
And .. I love Danny boy. Hes mmmmmazing. <3
LOOK WHAT I GOT! ISN'T IT BEAUTIFUL?!
Thursday night my dad wanted to have a "talk" with me. It was sad, and I cried. He said many different things: Me and him have been through a lot and he'll never leave me, everytime he smokes he thinks of me and how much I hate it and when I said "Dad, if you keep smoking you'll never get to walk me down the isle.", how one of the biggest mistakes he made was when I was little and he gave me to the doctors at the hospital when I was crying and didn't want to go, how he never left my side at the hospital .. ever, how I'll always be a daddys girl, he doesn't want me to mess up .. etc. It was sad. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. All of it made every time at the hospital more important, every trip me and him had to Michigan more important, every night watching Dukes of Hazard more important, every hug, every smile. I love my daddy!
And .. I love Danny boy. Hes mmmmmazing. <3
LOOK WHAT I GOT! ISN'T IT BEAUTIFUL?!