Rain.. On a Sunday?! (5/15/11)

Well today sucked!
When I woke up today, I hade a couple of plans, but by noon I found myself on the coach staring at the television with anger. Erie.. What a horrible place. Yeah we've got the lake, nice pools, and big yards, but that doesn't change the fact that it rains at least twice a week.

I wanted to go to the beach this morning, but it never worked out. Stupid weather..

Anyways, the good thing I got out of it was the fact that I got to watch movies, and vedge on a day that was supposed to be buissy. Harray!

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Softball (5/13/11)

Well, this morning started with a simple practice that was extremely boring.. The myaa team I play for is horrible. I hate to say it but we suck. Our coach, Mr Mitchel is okay of a coach, but he can be a jerk sometimes.

Knowing me I am somewhat of a spaz, and thought messing with him while he was trying to pitch would be funny. It was. I had to make the practice somewhat interesting. I mean come on it was hot out, it was raining, and it was early for a Saturday.

At the end of the practice we all kinda mozied after joking about being tired, and agrivating our coach just a little bit more. I hate to say it, but I am the "clown" of the team. I catch, but that doesn't keep me from talking to people while they try to bat, and yelling obnoxiously at a strike.

Thats just my style..

Facebook & Other Junk (5/12/11)

Well I've become obsesed, and I feel like an idiot saying, and knowing that I spend way to much time on facebook, and on the internet in general, but you have to see the bright side..

This?

Or me spending my time doing something that we would all regret at some point. Haha well I am slightly kidding. I have orgonized my room slightly, and I have been able to put all my drawings, and notbooks, and books, and just plain junk in orgonized places.. (I have no life) Is there a certain point where orgonizing things takes over and you become almost phsyco? I think there is, and currently I'm avoiding it.

Got to talk to my neighbor friend. Don't know his name, or why I even began talking to him, but he has pitbull mixed dogs like me and I find it comfurting to talk to him... Just a friend lets remember this. His is also like early thirties ish, and I do believe I live in a good enough neighborhood to know that a nice man working on a garden who lives with his girlfriend isn't some pedo.. I still always have my phone on my like a precious guardian, as if it reasures me. But seriously who would have time to call the cops while being obduckted? (however you spell it.) Just a thought.

The Beach (5/12/11)

Okay well today wasn't all that interesting I guess I had fun. Turned out that flipped scedualing is really confusing. Anyways, the day was perfect until Spanish which put me into a I-want-to-go-home-and-never-come-back mood. When I finally got home (after an awkwardly quiet buss ride.) I got on Facebook checked some stuff, and then decided to go for a walk with my dog.. I usually walk everyday, and I decided to go to the beach this time. I let Torque (my dog. I did not name him!) off the leash, and we played fetch, and he swam around.. The momment of the day was while walking these kids and their mom were walking up the shore, and neither of the boys had clothes on. (just underwear) and their all like, "go swimming with us! Yeah come on!" I simply kept walking.. There are some weird people in this neighborhood that I really never knew lived here. Boring? Yes.