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![]() remain seated pleasepermanece sentados, por favorMonday, October 21, 2002 i'm a sore loser. i think it's because i have no competitive outlet other than softball. i'm not too competitive academically because i end up losing all the time. so i basically have to resort to softball. and that's not good because i really suck at it. so basically the only way i can compete with people and win is with games i play against people where they don't know i'm competing. for example seeing who can eat faster, or drive faster, or stuff like that. i'm a loser, i know, and i'm a sore loser too. although i could go on and on for hours about all the things that went wrong today on the field, i've decided to invent the thirty minute rule. no feelings of anger or sadness thirty minutes after the last out, last tackle, last basket, whatever. i was having a great time today until the game, and i realized it's a waste if i let this stupid game ruin this. i played bad, our team played bad, and that's that. we lost to the eastbay team, raging bull. on another note, i feel really sorry for andy cuz he slid into first base while wearing shorts and gave himself a nasty rug burn on his shin. really gross. and on top of that he has a research paper due tomorrow morning at 9 which he hasn't started. :-( the raider game was awesome. thanks tammy! even though we lost, it was awesome to be in a stadium packed with fellow raider fans going nuts. it was exciting. i vow to go to another game next year, and once i'm rich, i'm gonna get season tickets with my family! and dress my kids up in raider gear too. haha good stuff. so it's been thirty minutes now, no more being sad. i like writing short sentences with nice concrete sentences. i'm glad tammy is at least up here, so i can't really stay that sad, even though i suck. i don't wanna go to class tomorrow. peace! ![]() |
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