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| I went to play hb again today. Since it was such a warm day for November I figure why not. I was hoping for some good games but I got shitted on instead. I totally sucked and it wasn't fun at all. For some reason I think my reflexes got a lot slower and my hits are powerless. Not to mention my lack of accuracy. My partner did most of the work while I stood back and dragged him down. I looked at these other kids that's been playing like everyday and sure as shit they got better. Or did they? Did everyone got better really or did I got worst? Or maybe both... Well until next time. Next time I will be the center of attention...hopefully.
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| I've been kind of studying my ass off for the past couple of days. Not that I pull any all-nighters but I was doing my best to cram these math stuff into my brain. And guess what...it worked...for one of the rarest times. I can't believe that I am actually doing this well. I am not as bad in math as I thought. Or maybe its because the teacher teaches good...or that his tests are too easy. Either way I am the soul survivor yet again. So far my plan for redemption is going quite well. Now just a little bit more work here and there and I'll be off to boosting up my GPA from its shitty position. Key Words for the rest of this year: Courage, Deception, Liberation, Determination, will make you....Audacious
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| I needed a break from doing this crap for this info-speech so I headed to the park to ball with the usual. What's good was that I get to exercise a bit and slam the ball a few times. What's not good was that was it. I pretty much played with girls today in doubles and its really not that fun. Unlike those horny fucks like Patrick and Wilson I'm not very impressed by girls playing handball. I find most of them to be a total waste of time. Its one thing to stare at them while they play. Its another to actually play with them and I have to say that it is not fun at all. They could barely hit the ball right. I don't get how they could play in their heels and other fancy clothes on. Its ridiculous. I prefer staring at them playing rather than playing with them. Unless they're good. Otherwise its really a waste of time for me. Enough criticizing girls playing handball....I still got a speech to work on.
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| I woke up today with the urge to head to the park and play some handball, since I didn't touch the game in like 2 weeks? Although I have 3 tests coming up this week I did not care. I have to play handball. I need to exercise. I need to feel it again. I thought that I would be a bit shaky and I was. But it was all good because I pwned these 2 high school kids who pretty much play hb everyday and yet I still beat them...with Patrick of course. I need to get better and better until I can topple those I want to destroy. I do not want to feel fear when playing those bastards that I hate. It's all about being the absolute best. After my loss in the game against Josh and Andrea I left. It was enough for the day. I needed to study and do my hw shit. Only test I'm really concerned about is math yet again... Not gonna say too much here except this: Revenge is Coming you motherfuckers.
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| It's been some days of school now. Tons of girls I see. Many good looking ones. Whether old faces or new faces or surprisingly faces, I've seen them all. There's a lot alright. Sadly nobody for me...at least not for now. I think there a new season is necessary so that I can take what I can.
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