Monday, March 30, 2009

My near death experience and number 24

I tried out a new position this weekend. Flanker. It’s in the srum, pushing forward, never backing down. I think I like it better than full back because it gets more action.

We won two of our three games and I got to handle the ball.
I did a lot of tackling and a lot of rucking and I got sat on at least five thousand times.




Day one:
I forgot to eat breakfast and put down three monsters
The first game wasn’t too hard. We won.
The second game was against a powerhouse. We pushed, but had so many injuries I thought the human species was about to go instinct..
I crashed from the monsters, couldn’t stand up…
We finally made it back to the hotel, I slept then ate… then stood up.
Went to the social, the tornado sirens scared a lot of people off.
I stuck it out.
Hung out with New york.
Went to the bar craw.
Got wasted.
had number 24

After i lost my muscle usage earlier in the day they wanted to make sure i got back if i lost conciousness for some reason:



Boot check.. New york didn't have jerseys so they wore white shirts... and that game was played with out shoes....

of course they were drunk and still drinking [on the field, during the game.]



Day two:
The game wasn’t too hard…. But def cold.
We peaced out asap after the game.
Headed home.
Threw up.
Made it home..
Took a shower.
Went to church…

Aaron Birtchfield called! He came to the dale last night and came to church. We hung out – tried to jam.,,, but I wasn’t any good – that’s my goal [to jam]
It was REALLY nice to just chill and not have any worries… just chill.

So now I’m covered in bruises and barely walking… I’m sure I look like a domestic abuse case. Go rugby!

Perfect summary of the weekend: after a hard game, Maggie is wearing bunny ears, smoking a cigarette, and covered in dirt, with a beer can beside her...

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Love me more today

3 days til Nashbash 2009


OMGOMGOMG!! Nash bash is this weekend…. And guess who gets to play! That’s right : ) I’m back…. I can’t pay the dues, but I’m defently back for this tournament!


... remember last year? well, it's supposed to rain again this year : ) let's wrestle in the mud.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

hurt isn't the worst thing to happen

cont on me
with me you’ll feel protected.
And you’ll never be rejected.

“I promise I wount break your heart.”
That is what he said several weeks ago; but just like you can’t always help who you love, sometimes you can’t help who you hurt.
The time will come that he hurts me, unintentionally he will scorch my feelings; but I’ve come to believe him when he says he will never break my heart. He cares for me too much to throw my feelings aside.

Even though I believe him, I am still terrified. I know that I will survive any hurt he ever causes, but that doesn’t mean that it will never burn or scar.

If I love him I will learn to deal with his pride and accept the fact that he thinks he’s always right … but I don’t know yet that I can deal with those flaws..
This is just another lesson that i will have to learn.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

save the words:

Check out this blog: Going to pieces

With all of the random words i use when i'm not sure if they are even words at all, i found this fasinating.
So step up and make your word a word again.

save the words

Monday, March 16, 2009

Sunday, March 08, 2009

True story.



I love Juno. period. that's all there is to it. I just love her.



I mean seriously... .can you really tell me that she's not just about the coolest highschool girl you've ever met!?

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Girlscout cookies


Its that time that little girls pullout their brown skirts and sashes and update their patches. They want to be tip top shape as the public sees them skipping door to door. With their hi-pitched voices, it’s impossible to say no. Not to mention the taste of those delicious patties, coated in mint or peanutbutter or coconut crumbs; only available for sale once a year. After the cookie season is over they’ll neatly fold their uniforms and go back to their camps and patch earning, but for now they are caught up, if not overwhelmed, in doing their best to sell more cookies than anyone else. So if you hear a little voice in your head within the next few weeks, look down because there’s probably a little girl standing there asking you to buy cookies…. Do your duty, support the girl scouts, buy cookies.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Payday

I finally got a check from the rec today.. 526.24. So I have my rent for next month already. I am so relieved to finally have the money so I don’t have to live paycheck to paycheck. And I haven’t gotten paid for January yet… They still owe me for Jan 15 to feb 3. I can finally afford to eat : ) I think I want to take Brian out.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

A bold move con’t

In my private blog I just wrote about a boy that I once loved. In a moment of fear I tried getting ahold of him. Now I thank God that he was unavailable until last night.. He called, but I had already accepted what I was upset about and so we just made small talk. The blog I wrote was about the feeling that he didn’t awake. At first I wasn’t sure what to think, but as the conversation progressed I realized, with relief, that didn’t care anymore. I guess, at first, I was afraid it would stir up fresh feelings, but it didn’t. . Through out the entire conversation he was just another person in the world that I just happened to be talking to, and it didn’t mean anything to me. I like my boyfriend and that conversation was like a run-in with an old high school crush or something of the like. .. It just meant absolutely nothing to me. Just catching up with an old fried that I will probably never see again [ the one thats married with two kids, a dog, and a career that you’re totally happy for, but even more apprietiative of your own life and lover] That’s it. Closure is complete.