How About This?!

Dear everyone, what a lovely day! There is a long long weekend! I can now sleep in and not be deprived. I am happy to say I will be leaving tomorrow morning to a place I would love to call hillbilly hell! Now that I have friends up there, it really isn't that hellish, but meh, I still don't really like their hickness. But hey, they are lovely people, especially the boys up there haha.

So yeah, this week was pretty good. Saturday I had the first of many ball tryouts. This one went pretty good, but there was way too much conditioning! We had to run like 20 laps around the university gym, and then do a whole bunch of circuit training. I'm not really complaining because I will hopefully be in great shape, but as for now, I'm not. And yeah, other than all the running and stuff it was awesome. I did some pitching, and yeah. I did really good! I fit in for the most part, even though I was at least a year younger than every other pitcher. And yeah.

Ugh, yeah. I also pitched on Tuesday. Which was awesome. Even though my dad is kind of a poopy pant, he really believes in me, which is nice. And yeah, we just pitched for a solid 45 minutes. And yeah, the guys were practicing, yummm :). Haha, I have never been so happy that I'm not of the male species. Seriously, I though my conditioning on Sunday night ball tryouts was intence, you should have seen them. And supposeably they do it every second day. They like, had to run and run, and then they did like some crazy hopping stuff. Man, I felt sorry for them, but hey, at least they look really good while doing it. Haha

Now, while we are on the topic of softball, I guess I will inform the world I don't think I will be trying out for the high school team. Even though I know I will be the star again, I'm not willing to put up with the crap I experienced; plus, I love watching them struggle. I'll be a dedicated fan, like at every game, laughing at their failure. I guess I'm a little bitter about this whole thing, but hey, last year, the people who were suppose to be my coaches and mentors were just silly people who knew nothing about the game. They didn't offer ANY type of guidance. They always were rude to me too. Like, okay, coaches have the right to yell at their athletes, but when they turn to me and tell me I'm rude because I am getting really frustrated with the other players on the field who cannot field a simple grounder? Like come on, I see you don't play the sport, but it's about being fearless. There will be pain; but pain is only temporary. So what if you take a line drive to the shin; beleive me, I've taken much worse. Last year alone I broke my hand twice for my teams. So girls, pain is only fear leaving the body, you won't die from taking a line drive to the shin; you'll get a sweet bruise. AIM FOR RASPBERRIES UP THE LEG, guys dig it! Another reason I don't want to join the school softball team. Last year, when I seriously fractured my hand while playing, my coach turned to me, looked at my extremely swollen hand and asked, "Can you pitch just one more thing (I'm pretty sure she ment inning) we are having a good game." Okay, I wish I could, and I'm sorry for my extremely rude comment, but I just broke my hand for a team that sucks bottom, and you are asking me to do something for soul benifeit for the team and ruin my career? I think not woman! I just dont think she understands my dedication to softball. I wish everyone was that dedicated to something. Then maybe they would know what I feel towards this whole thing but yea.

Anyways, thats pretty long so I'll stop. Hope ya'll enjoyed my PGness tonight!
I don't know what the heck got into me!

Have a lovely California long weekend!

Californiagurl69 =)