There once was a volleyball coach.....

There once was a volleyball coach,
Who decided it was time to stop teaching girls how to pass and approach.

But she couldn't stay away from the sport,
so she traveled to the volleyball court.

She found the team practicing there,
spot hitting at a chair.

All she could do was scowl,
and every word that came out of her mouth was foul. : )

After five minutes of standing to the side,
many mistakes she spied.

"Speed up your arm swing," she screamed,
with this advice, into the floor the ball was creamed.

After a few more minutes of watching them hit had passed,
she decided it was time to go get an oreo blast.

So with a good bye wave,
we knew she would back another day to rant and rave.

Help! I am drowning....

Usually I am a very happy person and I am always optimistic, but these past three days I have really felt like I am being held underwater and I can't breathe. It seems like everytime I just about reach the surface something gets in my way and pushes me farther under. I feel like I can't win. No matter what I do, I will not come out on top. It all started Friday with a series of bad things happening that caused me to have a bad day. For starters, the Mac that I edit news on for KWSB crashed which really frustrated me because I lost all of the work I had been doing. So I started over again capturing all of the video again and then five minutes later, the camera's battery died and I couldn't capture anymore. So this put me in a not so good mood. Then later on that night I witnessed one of my co-workers give over one hundred dollars worth of groceries away and there was nothing I could do about it except wait to tell my boss on Sunday. Finally, later on that night when I came home my mom and I got into it about work and how I don't get to go to church. Saturday morning though, I woke up feeling optimistic about my volleyball tournament that day. Well, we lost and Coach Lee was not happy. This saddened me, but what really upset me was the conversation I had with Coach Lee after the tournament was over. I had to explain to her why I couldn't go to the Eminence game tonight but she already knew the situation so I thought it wouldn't be a big deal. Well, she basically made me defend myself and justify why I couldn't go. I felt like she didn't believe me. I wouldn't just skip a game. I mean I am missing my game right now and I wish I was there playing but I couldn't go to that game because mentally I would not be there. I would be in a state of fear and worry. I walked out of the building after talking to her and I broke down into tears. I was so angry and upset. I am still really upset, to the point of I don't want to see her again and I just want to quit volleyball. Anyway....after that I figured that Sunday had to be a better day because the previous two had sucked, but sure enough it proved to suck too. I had to tell my boss about my co-worker and friend who had given away groceries. Then I had to take apart a soda machine and put it back together again. Finally, my replacement was late and when we counted the drawer, it was 300 dollars over! Well, I thought surely today will be better. Nope, guess again. I have never been asked so many times in all my life "Are you pumped for the game tonight?" It stung everytime because I knew that I wasn't going but I would just say yes because I didn't want to have to explain the situation over and over again. I mean these past few days I have thought countless times about the part of my past that I have tried so hard to erase from my mind. It depresses me too. I mean, I know I have come a long way from that time in my life but it is always haunting me. In the Bible it says you have to forgive to be forgiven, but it is so hard for me to forgive someone who hurt my family so much. Does this mean I am going to hell? I don't know. It's a question that plagues me. It sounds so easy in writing: Just forgive him. But talking the talk and walking the walk are two seperate things. I can say that I forgive him but do I truly in my heart? Honestly I can't say yes yet. Anyway to make my day even better, I came home from school because I was not going to the game and there was a letter from the Missouri Higher Education Department. I opened it up and skimming it I saw the words "Bright Flight." I was excited because I thought this would be a letter informing me that I would receive it since I had gotten a 30 on the ACT. Nope....instead it was to inform me that they raised the standards. To get bright flight you have to score in the top 3 percent of all missouri students taking the test and now that is a 31 not a 30. So now I have to retake the test and hopefully get a 31. This did not add to my already pleasant mood.

So now I am sitting here writing this blog with a huge headache that I got three days ago from all of the stress and which no amount of ibprofen will take away, thinking about the volleyball game I am missing, and wondering when my life will take a turn for the better. I hope soon. : )

Warm Up Writing....

Almost everyday at the start of class in College Comp. Coach Daugherty has us sit and write about basically whatever we want for five minutes or so...I absolutely love it.... most of my writings end up being extremely random. Coach Daugherty suggested that I put them on my blog so decided it was time I did that!

August 16, 2007
Blue Powerade and Toy Story 2

*I am looking forward to my internship next block with Mrs. Pitts.
I know that I am a slacker.
I enjoy this fact.
Sometimes.
I woke up at two fifty this morning and was craving powerade, so I got up and went to the kitchen and I got a glass with some ice in it. Then I poured myself a delicious glass of blue powerade.
On my way back to my room I decided that I wanted a doughnut.
I chose a very tasty cake doughnut from Krispy Kreme.
I went back to my room but I was not tired.
*I decided to watch Toy Story 2.
I fell asleep half way through it.
My half eaten doughnut was still on my pillow.
I woke up at four and decided to finish my doughnut.
It was amazing.
Then I fell asleep.

August 22, 2007
Moldy Planner

This morning I woke up and my mom made me waffles.
I like waffles.
I like bacon too!
I don’t like the fact that my planner is molding.
That does not make me happy.
It is soaked in red vault.
I like red vault, but not when it is all over my planner.
I guess I should buy a new one, or I guess I could steal some freshman’s planner.
Yes, that is what I will do.
They will never know what hit them.
Hahahahahahahaha
Then I will trashcan them just to show them who rules the school.
Okay maybe not.
But I will take their planner.
I love vanilla dr. pepper!
My back hurts from volleyball.
I am getting way too old for it.
I need a chiropractor.
Class officer elections are today.
I hope I win.
I think I will vote for myself.
I need to go by work and buy a powerball ticket!245 million would be sweet!!!!!
Although I can’t legally win it, I would just let my mom claim it.
I would buy a new car.
Speaking of new cars, I am going this Saturday to look for one in Springfield.
This excites me.
So does the fact that I don’t have to work on Saturday.
I don’t know how I am going to make a car payment though.
I only work two days a week because of volleyball.
I only have ten bucks in my bank account.
Where did all my money go?
I worked my butt off this summer but it is all gone.
I can’t tell my mom I am poor though.
She will be angry.
I will not be allowed to go out and see my friends if she is angry.
So I will keep the fact I am poor my dirty little secret.
I need to blog.
I like blogging.
Hmmmmmm…
I want to pop bubble wrap
And drink a chocolate milkshake.

August 24, 2007

Ham and cheddar…hot sauce makes it better!
I need to find a new car tomorrow.
Hopefully I will be able to.
I wanted to sell it before the odometer hit 100,000 miles but it will surely hit that before I make it to Springfield tomorrow.
I don’t want to go to work tonight, although we got a new lottery machine! SWEET!!!!
I am very sore from volleyball.
My back hurts.
I need a chiropractor.
Our first game is Monday night against Plato.
We better win!
Hopefully this will be a good season.
I want to take a nap!
I had to be at practice at six this morning.
Ugh…..
I want a vault. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm……vault!
I need to deposit my paycheck before it gets lost in the depths of my car.
My car isn’t that dirty.
But I guess I should clean it before tomorrow.
Both Lindsey and Amber told me they were surprised I didn’t have mice in my car.
I don’t think it is that bad.
Although, there is the crunchy part of crab Rangoon on the floor.
Mmmmmmmmm…..crab Rangoon!
I need to do my summer journals.
That is a fact.

September 4, 2007

All I want for Christmas is knee replacement surgery.
My knee hurts.
I believe I injured it in volleyball.
It swelled up and had a bunch of fluid in it over the weekend.
It’s a dull throbbing pain.
I worked too much over the three day weekend.
I didn’t really get to enjoy it.
I worked 27 hours.
4 on Friday, 7 on Saturday, 8 on Sunday, and 8 on Monday
It sucked.
I was exhausted Saturday night.
I partied hard that night!!!
Not really…
I fell asleep at 8:30.
I had to be at work at 7am on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday!
Ugh…..
That’s all I have to say about that!I almost have my summer journals done! WOOT!
I have moved up to Crew boss on mobsters! This excites me! Watch out coach Daugherty!
I need to write my essay for Bev.
What is up with this?
I never have homework in Bev’s class!!!I need to clean my room.
There is no time to clean my room, so it will stay a mess.
Everything that was in my old car is now on the floor of my room.
If you know me, you understand what that means.
I can barely walk through my room!lol
Mike at work told me I should take a year off before I go to college and become deli manager at Town and Country.
No thanks Mike, I have plans for my future and that doesn’t include working at Town and Country til I die.
I didn’t play the lottery at all yesterday!
But I did on Saturday and Sunday…
I lost.
I cried.
Not really.
I want to go to the river.
I like swimming.
This weekend I was the queen of saying things that didn’t come out right and they sounded bad.
Lindsey came over and we were watching the Simpsons in my room and I heard the shower start and I said “Oh it must be family shower time!”
That sounded wrong.
What I meant was that my brother was taking his shower then my step brother would take his and then my step sister after that.
Lindsey didn’t help the situation.
She said “Do you need to go?”I died laughing
Major ROTFL
I love acronyms! Lol