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P-A Weekend

Well, I have to say this has been a pretty interesting weekend. I'll start with Friday, of course.

Friday:

Well, we had a softball game. The funniest thing about it? It seems as if the softball field is the absolute HOME of Passive-Aggressive behavior. Hilarious. We lost 10-0. But I dunno. I might have been able to explain it better when I first came home, but I came home and crashed, unable to even produce a mere post. Sorry. I was so tired. But the game just involved a mess of things, like:
  • A stupid coach who put a girl in the game that didn't show up for practice on Thursday and told me personally that she hated softball and didn't want to be there...then, whenever Coach yelled at her to run to her position, she walked. I know, isn't it awesome? Passive-aggression INCARNATE.
  • Spoiled Coach's Daughter, who got hurt in the second inning and blamed it on her dad. This other girl basically held the game for her for 4 innings, until SCD decided her injuries (that caused her to sob openly and call the trainer) finally subsided.
  • Spoiled Coach's Daughter ran to her older sister, who was Crazy Senior Coach's Daughter Last Year. They basically had an entire family argument in the team meeting that made me want to rip my hair out. Even my sister and I keep our family issues off the field.

Those were the three most fucked up things at the game. But besides that, I stood next to the assistant coach who was managing the book, and he would comment on something that someone else said to another person. It made it hard to not laugh (which would have been bad, considering how badly we were losing). Like this:
CSCDLY: "Don't worry hun, they're just being selective!"
Assistant Coach: *Under his breath* "Well, no shit they're being selective."
I just smiled to myself. Turns out I'm not the only P-A person around here. ;) My quote for Friday?
"It's unprofessional to make your problems someone else's problems."

Saturday:

Nothing really. I woke up before noon (OMG itz a frickn mIrAcLe!!!!11) and went grocery shopping with my mom, which pretty much took all afternoon. But I don't mind spending time with my mom. It's nice when it's just the two of us.
When I came home, my two cousins came over and then Steph came over, and we had a pickup game of basketball with the neighbor kids. It was fun, except Steph accidently wacked me in the nose (it's okay, I forgive you! XP) and that kinda hurt. But it wasn't too bad. After that, we went into my backyard, where my dad had the firepit going for a few hours. They rode my sister's boyfriend's ATV around, and after getting yelled at from a quarter mile away (by some drunk dude in a station wagon..."Put out that fire you pyro bastards!!") we just hung out, made popcorn over the fire (almost a disaster, not really. Kind of gross. Burnt.) and chilled. We went in later for milkshakes and Steph slept over.
Steph and I stayed up late (around 3ish?) watching Cars and then music videos on VH1. She woke up at 5:45 because my LOUD alarm (that won't even wake me up!) came on, even though I SWORE I turned it off (still sorry for that, Steph) and my dog wouldn't stop licking her face and arms. So...still sorry, Steph.

Sunday:

Pretty boring. Steph and I hung out and played cards. I ate--she doesn't, apparently!--and we watched Amélie (which is a GREAT movie btw...even if it is entirely in French XD).
Then Steph left, and now I'm here.

And now I'm here. Just kind of relaxing, listening to "Paradise By The Dashboard Light" by Meat Loaf--of course. Once I get off this thing, I'm probably going to read my book (Midnighters) and then watch TV. Shower, and get ready for school tomorrow. See? Uneventful. So you don't even have to worry about me. ;)

Comments

Steph said…
1. It was close to 4 when we went to sleep.
2. I do eat!
and 3. It's cool about the alarm clock and dog.
April 1, 2007 at 6:24:00 PM EDT
Alex said…
wow the assistant coach sounds pretty fun. lol?
April 1, 2007 at 9:40:00 PM EDT
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