i officially have not written in this is forever! Here is an update of my life. Soccer tournament, we got third. [sucks] That same day, we got first in dance, beating rampart, which has never happened before. Leisha's birthday in Denver was fun, i spent my entire life savings [not really, but it seems like it]. This week we lost to rampart by .3 of a point at regionals, but we still have a chance to beat them at state which is on the 31st. New boyfriend, kugs, it's going okay, i don't really hang out with him much only because he really doesn't get along with all my senior friends who i hang out with every weekend. I've been sneaking out a lot to go hang with them because a midnight curfew is just not good enough. Actually, last week i snuck out after midnight and my friends were all like "so now that it's sunday you can just say that you didn't break curfew cause it's a new day so you can technically be home anytime!" I just laughed at that. I had to figure out how to get the smell of pot out of my clothes, not that i was smoking it, but everyone around me was and i just smelt of it. My mom didnt' notice thankfully.
On wednesday, as in like a couple days ago, i was playing soccer against fountain fort carson and we were up like 6 to 1, and i had about 3 goals, well i decided that i wanted another one so i am dribbling the ball past the half line, i am next to their defender and i felt like fuckin with her head so i cut the ball back and did a bunch of movie thingys and well after all the hard stuff i was just gonna change directions and go around her and shoot, well the changing directions is the easiest part, and i rolled my ankle. Worst part is that my ankle never moved, but my calf rotated in and touched the ground while i was still standing. Needless to say i heard a crack that the entire audience heard and i didn't cry, i just layed on and the ground and screamed until someone came over. My ankle was the size of a grapefruit, but i told my parents not to take me into the ER cause the airforce had a quarter finals game against depaul and we all had tickets to it so i sat at home with my vicadin and they went to the game. The next day i went in, found out that its NOT BROKEN!! and they gave me crutches. On friday, my friends wanted to hang out so John, Jennie, Erik [john's brother], and i went out to dinner at P.F Changs and then John Erik and i decided to ditch jennie and christina, go to Salsa Brava, pick up Dan D. Cj, and Paco to go hang out. Well Dan D. and Cj didn't want to come so it was just John Paco Erik and I. At about midnight we went and picked up Leisha who had to sneak out, i had to go home, pretend like i was home for the night, then sneak out again.
After all of that it ended up being John driving, Cj in the front seat, Leisha, Paco, and i in the back seat, all cozy if i do say so myself, and we all decided to go and just trash jennie's car. I'm talkin peanut butter, pam, and caution tape. It was fuckin funny except for the fact that i couldn't really run, or walk for that matter so i just kinda hobbled around. After that we went and set off firecrackers [ 1:30am] in some girls front yard, waking up the entire neighbor hood. Paco then made the great decision that he really wanted a street sign with his name on it, so we figured out that there was a street sign with his name on it in Castlerock, [1hr drive] so we drove there, Leisha Paco and I all drinkin in the back seat talkin about music, [cause i knew every word to every song on the radio no matter what station they put it on, it's cause i'm amazing.]
We couldn't get the sign down cause it was too high so they got an interstate sign instead, then at about 3:30 in the morning we all decided we were hungry so we stopped by a gas station, Leisha and i got some twizzlers and we drove home. By then it was about 4:20am and John took both Leisha and I home cause we needed to be home by five. Let's just say that i didn't get up till about 2pm the next day. Yay for my night. I really don't have much else to say except that i can walk a little now, my ankle looks like it should be amputated and i have pink nail polish. YAY ME!
bye!
On wednesday, as in like a couple days ago, i was playing soccer against fountain fort carson and we were up like 6 to 1, and i had about 3 goals, well i decided that i wanted another one so i am dribbling the ball past the half line, i am next to their defender and i felt like fuckin with her head so i cut the ball back and did a bunch of movie thingys and well after all the hard stuff i was just gonna change directions and go around her and shoot, well the changing directions is the easiest part, and i rolled my ankle. Worst part is that my ankle never moved, but my calf rotated in and touched the ground while i was still standing. Needless to say i heard a crack that the entire audience heard and i didn't cry, i just layed on and the ground and screamed until someone came over. My ankle was the size of a grapefruit, but i told my parents not to take me into the ER cause the airforce had a quarter finals game against depaul and we all had tickets to it so i sat at home with my vicadin and they went to the game. The next day i went in, found out that its NOT BROKEN!! and they gave me crutches. On friday, my friends wanted to hang out so John, Jennie, Erik [john's brother], and i went out to dinner at P.F Changs and then John Erik and i decided to ditch jennie and christina, go to Salsa Brava, pick up Dan D. Cj, and Paco to go hang out. Well Dan D. and Cj didn't want to come so it was just John Paco Erik and I. At about midnight we went and picked up Leisha who had to sneak out, i had to go home, pretend like i was home for the night, then sneak out again.
After all of that it ended up being John driving, Cj in the front seat, Leisha, Paco, and i in the back seat, all cozy if i do say so myself, and we all decided to go and just trash jennie's car. I'm talkin peanut butter, pam, and caution tape. It was fuckin funny except for the fact that i couldn't really run, or walk for that matter so i just kinda hobbled around. After that we went and set off firecrackers [ 1:30am] in some girls front yard, waking up the entire neighbor hood. Paco then made the great decision that he really wanted a street sign with his name on it, so we figured out that there was a street sign with his name on it in Castlerock, [1hr drive] so we drove there, Leisha Paco and I all drinkin in the back seat talkin about music, [cause i knew every word to every song on the radio no matter what station they put it on, it's cause i'm amazing.]
We couldn't get the sign down cause it was too high so they got an interstate sign instead, then at about 3:30 in the morning we all decided we were hungry so we stopped by a gas station, Leisha and i got some twizzlers and we drove home. By then it was about 4:20am and John took both Leisha and I home cause we needed to be home by five. Let's just say that i didn't get up till about 2pm the next day. Yay for my night. I really don't have much else to say except that i can walk a little now, my ankle looks like it should be amputated and i have pink nail polish. YAY ME!
bye!
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