Unfortunately, my cable got cut for about a week. I'm not exactly sure what happened, but it's now up and running! smile
My slo-pitch coach is spazzing out now because our tournaments in like two weeks, and we've hardly got any practices in. It's kinda sad since I love whacking that ball so much. It's like a little outlet for my anger.
But last practice, one of my teammates were smacking heavy center field, and since I'm rover, and there's no center, I gotta get it. So, I went out, got the ball, then started to walk back to my position. However, the guy just smacked another one, and it became a heavy grounder. Anyway, there was a little path between me and the ball, and me, being that lazy a** I am, simply bent down and waited. But the ball bounced up on the path, hit my finger- which is a swollen and I had to cut half of the nail off- then my chin -there's a light scar on it- it stung a lot when it happened. The only sad thing is that my finger still throbs.
In other news, we had our magazine assembly today. I might get a subscription or two. I'm not so sure.
Oh, my friends and I are planning for a sleepover this Sunday to Monday. We tried to have it last week, but then it got messed up because I started puking my guts out. gonk
Ooh, we wrote a short narrative in english yesterday. There were pre-chosen (is that a word? xd ) topics. I chose 'seeing a crime'. biggrin
So, here it is:
I turned the corner as I looked over the change in my hand. I always have a burning desire for orange juice at night. Suddenly, I heard a shattering of glass to my left. Startled, I dropped my coins all over the cold, concrete sidewalk. I scrambled over, grabbing up all the dropped coins, while frantically searching for the source of noise. After I finally retrieved all the loose change, I straightened up and looked around. But before I even got that chance, a man in a dark coat roughly pushed passed me, knocking me down. I gave an angry cry, but the man made no response as he fled.
I picked myself up, brushing off my jeans. Why was he in such a hurry, I wondered. But my attention was then diverted to the disarray glass on the other side of the street. Leaving the orange juice on the curb, I stuffed the change in my pocket as I jogged over to inspect the mess more closely.
D'ya think it's alright? We'll be writing real paragraphs to be marked next Tuesday. blaugh Awesome.
Well, so long my dear readers.
Yours Truly,
- Sabre
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