Sorry it has been so long

Hey guys, I hope yall haven't been too looking forward to this blog. I've kind of neglected this poor thing, after leaving the last one with such a cliff-hanger ending, then lying about when I would finish the story. Well, if you can except this apology, maybe I can make up for this lack of care with the excellence that my blogs undoubtedly always have. Or maybe I can make cookies... (Yay cookies!)... or maybe not. So, lets get down to it. The meadowcreek game that I mentioned in my last blog (holy junk, i just realized how long it has been) went very well. We won like 46 or 47 to 7, so I did get in. I actually got a tackle, through a crazy hold by the wide receiver. (!) The dance was GREAT!! I actually danced the who time, which I could have never predicted. Come to think of it, the entire dance was somewhat unpredictable. For one, Monterrey's turned out not to be so weird of a place to dinner at in a suit. I recognized most of the songs, and even surprised myself when I could sing many of the songs that were made for a demographic that I in no way belong. I'm not sure if I mentioned it two weeks ago, (it just hit me again, I'm such a bad consistency writer) but I didn't exactly know very many people in my group going into the dance. I was really kind of a social outlier in the fact that I don't exactly hang out with the same kind of people that the others do, another demographic that i don't fit in. But, in an effort to not just kinda stand there alone, I started dancing with a girl named Celia. Well, we've been talking a bunch since and trying to fit time to hang out during school, and today I'm going to the movies and a Greek place with her. I pretty pumped. Last weekend was fairly uneventful. We lost the grayson game after giving them the winning score, :(, and Saturday, I slept most of the day and then went to Sam's game with a bunch of people, including Celia. This last week was boring, but we won last night against a strong but unsuccessful Central team. Today, I'm pretty booked between going to a couple little league games and the movies, but it is finally a happy busy, one that I haven't experienced in a while.
But to finish what I started much too long ago, looking back. If you haven't read it (not that anyone falls in that boat being that all my blogs are so desirable to read) or you don't remember where we were, I was talking about being alone and surrounded by 8th graders at Sam's Tuesday night game. Being surrounded by all those little kids made me think back to my days as a fun loving youth. Hearing them talk made me think back to the feeling of having no responsibilities. Ok, this is going to be totally off, but I just saw a commercial for Saw V. What?!? Five?!? Is that really necessary? I thought that sequels were known for watering down story lines. Isn't anybody scared that they are just going to overshadow the momentous and no doubt legendary storyline with the almost self-mocking continuation with sequel after sequel? I'm sorry, I just had to get that off of my chest. Where was I? Oh yea, so I began looking back. I remember always complaining back then because I didn't have any time to do anything, but I had so much more time. If only I had valued time back then like I am forced to now. And I know that any of you older people with jobs reading this are probably thinking "Oh yea? Well wait 'till you have to work for a living. Then you'll realize what valuing time is." But, I realize that. That is why I try to value my free time now more than ever, because I know that I will never be this free again. But I can still miss what I had. The world seemed so much simpler in the 8th grade world I remember. The most impeding thing I had to worry about was cutting the grass and thinking of a good way to cheat out of the homework I didn't do. But, as much as I miss it, I don't. I love responsibility. I love high school. This adult thing is probably pretty cool, must be to have so many people doing it. All this reflection has thrown thoughts into my head that I'm now reflecting upon. Whoa... I suddenly sound like a philosopher or something. Oh well, I do kinda like those robes. Haha, but seriously, expect a blog here very soon unlike most. I kinda want to put some thoughts on paper, or a computer screen and see if yall are feelin the same way. I hope to post something else here soon, but in no specified time frame, I'm not making that mistake again. Well, until then, I hope you enjoyed this post, please comment, I like hearing from yall. See ya.

It's 'bout Time

Howdy Ya'll!!! I'm pretty much stuck at home tonight, so I figured I'd give ya'll another gift of my writing since I know that ya'll have put your lives on hold till I did. I'm still not positive where this blog is gonna go, I'm kinda wingin' it stream-of-conciseness style (explains all the unfinished words), so I'm not makin' any promises, but come on, it's me. But until I start pullin' things out of my... well you know, first things first.

I've had a fairly good week since the last post. It's been kinda lazy, probubly the most exciting thing being that I finished off the Crucible section in LA. I've had some goofy nights, though. Mom and Sam has had practise or something for most of the week, and I've been stuck at home alone. I don't know if it is the fact that I'm alone in a dark house or what, but I've expirenced some goofy emotions. I haven't really been depressed, I'm real happy and stuff, but I physically feel kinda like you do when your depressed. I don't know, I'm not hungry, kinda tired, and feel "heavy." Thats right, I'm that deep, "heavy." I've also, in the last couple weeks, wanted to do crime. I don't know where that comes from, but I kinda want to feel like it must feel when you commit crimes. So, if any of ya'll want to help in a heist, give me a call. Haha, I'm just kidding... or am I? I'm pumped for the next few days, home coming, or is it one word: homecoming? I don't know, but it'll be fun. First tomorrow (friday), the team is playin' Meadowcreek, which, in case you aren't in the "know", is a game notorious for gettin' the back-ups in. So, as long as we don't let our heads get too big, I'll be tellin' ya'll in the next blog about how I played. The on saturday, the dance and all the festivities that come with that are happening, which aren't allowed to suck, so that is exciting. The sunday, I'm not doing anything!!! That's always fun, especially in my old age. : )

Speaking of old age, I had an interesting exprience. I went to my sister's game tuesday because I (surpringly) care bout her and go to all the games I can make. It was a tuesday night game, so I really didn't have any one to sit with, so I was sitting like lonely hobo all by myself. And then the rest of the 8th grade team decided to sit with me. (The 8th grade team is split into an A and a B.) Being around all the little 8th graders made me think of my youth. I promise to write more bout it, but it is late, so I'll talk to ya'll later.

peace