Carbs and Bloody Knees

Today was the best. Almost. I'm so sore right now that I'll think about how great it was later on. I woke up early, thanks to a certain grey fuzzball, check my email IN MY ROOM! (lol I'm dumb sorry) then played Zelda, and went to go to the mall with my mom. We cut through the soccer field where the guys were playing because THE TEAM WE WERE PLAYING AGAINST FORFEITED!!!! WHOOOOOO WE ARE UNDEFEATED!!! Go Mannheim? Anyways so I stopped by and talked to Jacob and Adam, and we all laughed at Joe 'cause he got taken out after being kicked in the...well, a certain area. Then we got on the Strauss and left.

I actually got new clothes. I'm amazed. I don't have nearly enough, even my mom admitted that, but it's something. We got back and raced off the burger king to meet the Wards (Jacob and Adam didn't show. Those losers, I'll get them later) and others to go play soccer at some German place. Still clutching my newly purchased soccer socks, which thank god don't have holes in the heels (blisters the past week ow ow ow ow) I got in the car where I endured my brother and his friend who came along. A bunch of other people came to.

When we got there I realized it was a bunch of indoor mini-fields with nets instead of walls all the way around. So you you could bounce the ball off the walls and stuff. Joe tried to play, but er...couldn't really. I actually did alright. There is no getting past my dad though. He's like a brick wall. Never ever play basketball with him. I've tried. It's never pretty. I about killed my brother though. I actually feel bad after seeing his knees, but he tried to pay me to let him win and I was like nuh uh.

Yesterday...

Woke up late, but I was going to go play softball with Kirsten, until I decided to get breakfast. I opened the fridge and one of the beers my dad got for company popped out all over me. So unless I wanted to show up smelling like a drunkard, I had to take a shower. My brother dashed off to the skate park opening, and then I went to soccer practice an hour early. We had the good field to start with, but since no one else was there, coach had me pick up all the trash around the track. Yick. Then when everyone got there we raced the boys to put up the nets in the goals. They beat us, but ours was prettier. So there. Then we practiced on the sucky field for a bit, and ran home for showers. I had to go to the commissary to get cookies in 15 min, because we had a pasta party at 6. We all got home at 5:30. Run run run run run. I got oreos and capri sun, dashed past Jacob and went to Grant Circle to attempt to find the girl's house the party was at. I didn't get to lost...heh.

The pasta party was so much fun. I didn't realize we had one every Friday so I ate waaaaay to much. There was about seven different lasagna things, brownies galore, and cake and ice cream of course. I asked what I should bring at practice and they said Gatorade and stuff, and I was like, "what about pop?" and Ali Robar's like"where are you from in the States?" I said Michigan and she's like "I KNEW IT!! I'm from Saginaw...No one else uses pop, those southerner's and their soda...."

After consuming way to much food for my own good, we all hear insistent ringing of the doorbell. Apparently the guy's team has their parties right down the street, so they ran over and forked the yard! We picked up all the plastic forks and ran after them, except they ran in their house and got ice cubes. So we ran back to our house with them chasing us and got cups of freezing water. After drenching the first squad to come around the corner, they dashed back to get super soakers, but we had a hose. Muah hahahahaha.....

It was great though. I wasn't playing, just watching with a few others from the doorway. That is, until Zach Robar decided he needed to soak me anyway. Heh hehehehh. Joe got Heather, so we mushed up a brownie and gave it to her, and she smashed it in his face. Then they did some fighting straight off the Matrix. It was great.

And that was my eventful past two days. I'm still mad I didn't get to play. He actually told me I could, along with all the really good people on our team. I was ready to smush someone on defense.