Softball practice on Saturday. Play practice too. But I likely won't be going as I hope to tell Mrs.K my plans to quit tomorrow. Softball is just too much of a conflict with the play...so I'm just dropping the whole thing. Which means I need to figure out what to wear to the semiformal...I think I'm just gonna buy a jacket to go with my red dress...or maybe get something from Forever 21...I dunno.

And people seriously need to stop accusing me of being all over Jarek, for the sake of cheese, I don't even like him anyway, at least not like that! And I mean, it's not even like Jess is mad at me. It should be between him, her, and me. No him, her, me, and everyone else. So if you're one of the people who has a problem with me, let me friggin know. And Sarah, you're being really retarded and I'm sick of this "Oh someone said something but I can't tell you what it is" crap. So cut it out.

So yeah. That's my day. Bugger off if you hate me, if you don't leave a comment if you're an xanga member.

No update since "the incident".

Well today was fun. Went to school, had ACT. Josh has joined us, he's even crazier than I though he was. Lol. But I mean that in the best possible way. We're doing this mafia case for our mock trial. So we have dubbed ourselves the WMS Mafia. XD Not really. But it's fun to pretend. Also there's something about a band...I'm the song writer, or so says Josh.

I'm Jarek's favorite ho! Sweetness. *feels loved*

BARRY GUISE IS THE BIGGEST FRIGGIN' ARSE I HAVE EVER MET IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

Okay, now that I got that out, I'll explain.

Softball practice tonight = total disaster. I SUCK at softball. I can't throw, I can't catch, I can't run bases, and for all I know I can't hit either. I may as well just quit now and put everyone out of their misery. No way I'd be helping the team. Especially now that I'm friggin' INJURED.

Right, injured. Wondering how the injured and Barry go together? He's the one who injured me. Not like it was an accident either. I threw the ball into him and he KNOWS that I always drop my shoulder when i throw, it's a bad habit of mine that friggin' Mr. Morrow taught me. Okay so I've been doing that for 7 years. He stops in the middle of practice and goes, "Watch my arm, see how it goes straight over," so I'm watching okay and he wasn't supposed to throw it, just walk through the motions like he does with everyone else. Well he didn't he flippin' threw the ball at me as hard as he could, and me, not being ready of course, didn't catch it. It hit me square in the collarbone and it hurts like heck. It's a miracle I don't have a bruise the size of Texas there.

Then, to top it all off, he doesn't even ask if I'm okay. No, he's more concerned with remembering my name, which he should know since he's been around me for practically 3 years or more. So he's asking and he can see I'm friggin' trying to keep from crying because getting hit in the collarbone really effin' hurts, but he keeps asking anyway. Luckily the teammates of mine who aren't jerks are telling him it's Crystal. No, he's gotta hear it from me. So I finally manage to sputter Crystal, and in the one second I let my guard down, I start crying. And I couldn't friggin' stop.

My teammates, wonderful people that they are just wanted to make sure I was alright. But when I'm crying I just want left the eff alone. So I practically feel like shouting at everyone and storming out of practice, but I don't. I toughed it out for another hour...

Thank God for Jordan's dad. He said Barry was very rude with what he did, and that he'd be willing to work with me sometime. Which works for me. He's a good man, he is.

Oh, and did I mention that Barry linedrived me right above my ankle. Seriously, that's a ball that's practically impossible to catch. So I've got a nice little scrape there now.

I hate you Barry Guise, and I hope that someday you get what you deserve.

Today well...was another of those some good, some bad days. But I guess you gotta take the bad with good, ya know?

Morning didn't start off well at all. Miss Lindsay doesn't believe that she lost my paper. So I'm supposed to look for it and she said she will too. However, if I somehow end up getting a zero for it...I will be VERY VERY VERY mad. She said not to bother rewriting it because I have softball tonight. Then Courtney tells me that I'm not in Josh's group anymore. I'm like, "Okay, whatever." but I'm not gonna just take her word.

At break Josh is like, "It's not me! It's Tony!" and then Tony just ran off without saying anything to me. I dunno if he's scared of me or what...Then at lunch they decided to let Brent in the group instead of Kiri and me. Oh well, bottom line, I'm staying home that day. No big. I get a nice free day to relax all to myself. Yesssssss. Lol.

In gym we played CTF which was fun as heck, even if we did do really badly. I feel bad for leaving Josh stranded for like...10 minutes...(If you're reading this, I am SOOOOOOO sorry!!!!) but we got him. We managed to retrieve our own flag, and yellow team's flag. We actually had another flag too, but blue team somehow said we cheated and made us give it back. That was some messed up stuff there. Oh well. It's just a game, in gym class. Great fun. I wish it would've been dark though, I am so much better at sneaking around in the dark...it's so much easier...

And I have softball in like...an hour or around there. Fun-ness even though my legs are killing me...hopefully we won't have to run much. I need to eat stuff too...I remember I practically fainted at our first practice for fall ball...too little carbs, no water, and too much excercise. You do the math. Let's not repeat that.

Oh, yesterday I forgot to mention the new layout ness. What ch'all be thinkin'? If ya like it either give me a shout in a comment or on AIM, if you know my screename...