nowwhat
father's day is fast approaching and yet my father, who has always been here but is never fully appreciated on this day, is not here this time.Mom and him moved him down to Georgia the 4th of June. She just got back this monday. While they were gone a number of things happened. Our neighbor came and stole our kittens, I went to my last state board meeting for FCCLA (it was overnight and I got sick), the last remaining cat in the barn died, i went to a track meet that was entirely too hot (and I did terribly), and I worked at the bank every day in between. A couple good things happened though. On friday, Diego and Brennan brought us pizza and snapple, then we all went into town to play soccer on the turf. We played a game when it was getting darker--me and Diego vs. Jason and Brennan. Diego and my team dominated the competition. On thursday, Jason and I were hungry but unwilling to cook, so we drove into Bricks. Vickie and Brooke showed up a little after we did and ate dinner with us. Sunday I did pretty much nothing the whole day--it was nice. There were a bunch of movies on TV plus the World Cup games. Just a few hours ago Jason and I were watching the replay of the Spain/Ukrane game. Spain had some pretty sweet goals. A free kick at the goal just fired in past the wall (it actually hit one Ukrane guy, and that is probably threw off the goalie). And then a penalty kick, too, went in. I guess I'm enjoying my time at the bank--I like the other people who work there--a few of my friends' parents and Hattie and Justin Booth. And it's not very hard work, it can get very frustrating when the numbers don't add up right, or someone is very impatient with me being new.
I've got another track meet coming up next week. I'm not really expecting much. I pretty much suck lately at high jump. I don't know what is wrong with me, but I can't seem to get even the easy heights. And I'm finding out that I always sucked at hurdles. I'm several seconds slower than the girl in my age group, and most of the others in lower age groups. It's only because I can't three step or alternate legs. I tried three step this morning at practice, but I just can't seem to get there. And it doesn't help when there's no one there to help me, and a girl behind me that can only complain about being there and having to do anything. It's SUMMER--that means if you don't want to be in this track club, you don't have to come. If you're being forced, you need to take that up with your parents, not complain about it CONSTANTLY at practice when some people are trying to get work done. I guess maybe I'll have to really work on alternating at Friday's practice, even though it scares me to death. I think maybe I'll start running in the mornings just to keep my legs in shape and get stronger.
posted by Caity @ 4:55 PM
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