Doesn't really feel like a Saturday. Started early with a 6am practice. We were late and we caught some flack from Coach but hoh well. When I got home I slept until 10:30 when we had to go to work. It went by okay. I got off at 3- 5hours is better than my usual 8. When I got home my friend Pete had called so I called him back. We decided to hit the softball around at the elementary school that is about halfway between both of our house. Pete is the friend who lives closest to me, about .5 mile. I’ve known Pete since junior high but only moved into his neighborhood in the last few years. We used to live in a crappy townhouse that was pretty close to school (and my amigo Jeremy). It was small and kind of cramped. I was really glad when we moved into our current house after my freshman year. Pete called some other guys from BC that he knows and live close to meet us there. We wound up playing a game until about 5:30. Returned home, rested and ate dinner, Tacos. We had to be at Tom B's house at 6:30 for a varsity night 'o fun. He has a pretty nice spread. We played pool, pong, and poker. We also watched the CU football game. Tom and Wade V also got involved in a chess match that provided some entertainment. The rest of the night was spent talking. That was fun and a good time. Tom believes that we can go top three teams in state. If we all run strong, no slacking like some did at leagues, and some other teams have an off day, we can. Not much else to say except I bess be getting to sleep soon. All in all it has been a pretty fun weekend and it is only Saturday. It still hasn't hit me and maybe it never will that I am all conference. Now I have gotten over the excitement about our team win and I am getting hyped for State. Nighty-night.
"We got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses......Hit it" - Jake and Elwood blues.
"We got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses......Hit it" - Jake and Elwood blues.
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