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'ello lurlives
Here's a re-cap of my weekend.
Saturday(yesterday)-We dropped my bro off at the pumpkin patch to work and headed out to my softball tournament.
We lost both games but I pitched probably the best game I have ever pitched in my entire life.
Although during the second game that we played I had probably one of the worst feelings I have ever had in my entire life. The worst was knowing my pop-pop(grandpa) was dead.
Emily, one of my best friends, who is also team captain, slid into third-base and was called out but was safe really safe the umpire just didn't like us because she alreayd made a terrible call and we yelled at her. Emily slit her knee open, nothing serious. But when she came in she started to cry. Mind you softball players are as tough as they get. We don't cry unless there's a good ass reason. I'm not sure what Emily's reason was but seeing her, one of my best friends, cry and knowing I couldn't do anything about it was like sticking a knife through my heart. I was about to cry with her, and was actually starting to, just because I love her and she is way past awesome. She's awesomeresterestnessingerest. Rar.
Right after I saw her start to cry Coach Jeff goes "Christina, your on the mound." I was so mad. I probably pitched about 10 mph faster then I normally would have, because I was pitching for Emily. Not for me.
All this weekend it's just been tearing at my heart. I love Emily and seeing her cry was the worst. Maybe it was because she thought she could have done better, maybe it was because she was hurt, whatever the reason I felt her pain.
There are only three people in this world that I would trust my life to, and that I when they feel pain, I feel their pain. Emily, Ben, and Jessica.
So I haven't been able to have true fun because of that one moment. Just the look on her face. Ugh.
I love the Wildcats. And Megan, Emily's 20 yr old cousin that is one of our "coachs" could be Emily's twin. She is awesome and she doesn't treat any of us like kids, but like equals. I love it.
So, on a happier note, after I got home Jessica had left a message on the machine. I called her back and finally got to go to her new place. It's awesome although she has to share a room with her bro.
We went to RJ Gators and had great food. And we had a hot waiter that must have thought me and Jess were older then we were and he was VERY nice to us. He even gave Jessica's mom a free margarita. And the waiters name was Joe. And he was very very hot. Yesh, yesh he was.
And then the Yankees won. 19-8. Hell yeah go Yankees.
Sunday(today)-I went to church w/Jess and I felt just awful because I'm not sure if I believe in God anymore. But don't judge me on that, please.
Then I went to a church picnic w/Jess and it would have been loads of fun if what happened at softball yesterday hadn't happened.
So that was my day. Hope everyone else had a good weekend too like I did because yesterday, if it hadn't been for that one moment where Emily cried, would have been comparable to the three days in Lake Lytal where I was with the Wildcats and we won 5th in states.
Oh yeah, my team made $924 today at Wally-World fundraising for the team. Ye-yuh. I wasn't there though because Coach forgot to tell us about it.
ex'sandoh's
Crispy
ahhh. I love this quote that I stole from my long lost buddy Katie. That I hardly ever talk to anymore because she is 16 and lives in NJ. *Crys*
Learn from your past-move on-grow stronger
People are fake but let your trust last longer
Do what you gotta do, but always remain true
And never let anyone take the best of you