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Well, the soccer game wasn't bad.
It was sprinkling. Puddles were everywhere. I must have slid straight into mud twenty times or so. I felt so icky. First half was 3-1. They scored first. We got better from there. It was Bath. At the beginning of winer soccer in the dome, we lost the first few games to them (we only played them). But we had just formed with half of the team new, and we didn't have any practices. So by the end of that season we were winning.
Yeah. So in the second half, the whole box was filled with tons of ******** puddles. Damn, I hate those. It must have been 5-1 when they pulled their goalie and replaced her so she could go on the field. Then they made some goals with her and stuff. Sam accidentally kicked one in, and was practically crying the rest of the game. But it was only around 5-3 or 5-4 then. We got another goal, then they got another. The end was 6-5. Yay.
Then my dad was being a little ********. Complaining about the grass I put in the car. Complaining, complaining, complaining. What the hell? Can't you do anything else except repeat words like a ******** parrot? I said I would clean it. And I will, if he's going to be like that. Eventually.
So I got home and took a super hot shower because I was caked in mud and clovers. Then I put my pajamas on, and right now all I really want to do is sleep.
Can't find my charger. I'm using Jenny's right now. Did I leave it at Jordan's? I think I did.........
Tons of homework to do. I wonder when I'll actually do it....