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OH THE DRAMA...
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dimanche, juin 06, 2004
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i'm SOOOOOOOOOO sick of it. it's over...
as for my day yesterday...
we had a swim meet yesterday (duh!) against rolling fork and, as you probably guessed from the previous blog, we lost by 4 points. no big deal...IF we had deserved to lose by 4 points. NO! see, we SHOULD have won by 17 points but what does it matter, right? no big deal if john decides to do freestyle on butterfly in the medley relay when we're almost three body lengths ahead. no big deal if the other officials aren't paying attention (facing and talking to someone behind them) when swimmers DQ on relays (ie- leaving early and not touching the wall). whatever...i guess maybe that means we'll EVENTUALLY learn things for divisionals. if not, we're not going to place well. and i don't want to hear ANYMORE of "it's coach's fault. if she'd tell us we'd know better." WE TELL YOU EVERYTHING, YOU JUST DON'T LISTEN!!! on a brighter note, congrats to emily downey for qualifying for ponderosa in freestyle AND backstroke yesterday!
the car fire i wrote about wasn't connie, for those of you worrying. i was driving home from the meet yesterday and at the fire station on cypresswood (by preston wood forest) there were three firefighters standing around a burning jeep. i'm assuming they were practicing something but i guess it could have been someone's jeep that caught fire and they were lucky that it was at the station!? i'm not sure, but thought it was interesting enough to blog about.
at that stop light there was a stupid car holding three guys who went from the left turn lane to the right lane (backing up) and i didn't think anything of it. when we got to the light over the railroad tracks, though, they were next to me. i'm, of course, in my suit without a shirt on cuz it was hot and i...don't know what happened to my shirt at the meet... anyway, they were making crude comments but my music was loud enough that i couldn't really hear them. the light turned green and they, being all cool and everything, punched the gas and tried to show off their car or something. ok, so i'm not going to race you down cypress wood when in, like, THREE seconds the speedlimit chages from 45 to 30 and we're already going 50. are you STUPID!? apparently. anyway, so they get in front of me and the guy in the backseat did that little "come here" wave with his hand and when i didn't go any faster he flicked me off. WHAT ON EARTH?! i didn't do anything to ANY of them. i wasn't in their lane, didn't cut them off...i just didn't race them off the light. so why do i get flicked off? someone explain to me what i did wrong.
I'M SICK OF DOING THINGS WRONG. i really just wish i could...go away. i wanna have the opportunity from it's a wonderful life so i can see just how much better off everyone would be without me. i'm always pissing someone off without even knowing it, i'm constantly being called names that are MORE than uncalled for, i ruin things for people when all i try to do is stay out, i can't seem to do anything right.
jordyn, i think i'm done...
6:52 AM
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