indoor soccer is soo different

well I played my first indoor soccer game Saturday. It. Is. Hard!! I can hardly walk right and i slept until almost noon. it's so much faster paced than outdoor. you are always running and i got so tired. it felt like i had run the mile in seven minutes after. i almost threw up when i got home. oh well i guess i just need more practice. we lost our first game but it was our first time playing together. the other team had been together for about four years and was a comp. team. the score was 10 to 4. we did really good in the beginning but i guess we got cocky or tired but we were creamed. there isn't going to be any practices so we all have to practice at home. it was my first time playing indoor. there are no throw-ins unless it's kicked too high and hits the net above the walls, then you have to go about five feet from the wall and kick it off (while the ref throws to fingers to the side making you think that you have to move the ball further while really he's counting. you only have five seconds). you use the border walls around the field to kick it too, almost like passing. and the fullback, my position, can't just boot it to the end of the field. there are two red lines about 10 or 15 feet from each goal and if it doesn't bounce in the middle or roll over them then it's a penalty. substitutions are similar to hockey, you can call someone out at any time in the game. anyway it's not that its hard it's just a little too quick. you need faster reflexes and quicker feet and familiar with the wall. just not too close friends with it, it hurts when you run into it. all in all i have to buck up and play harder and practice more. start running in the morning or at night or something to get more stamina.

RANDOM! and my complaints of the week/day.

cellos are dangerous. i was getting ready this morning and lifting my cello up. i tripped and the stand/poker/thingy stabbed my leg. i now have a little hole in my knee where it went through my jeans. i was tempted to let the blood dry and, when i dressed for gym, freak my friend out. but i didn't.

in gym i ran about six and a half minutes which really isn't much, but i still feel proud, considering I'm not a distance runner. i prefer sprinting. then we split into teams for volleyball, always fun (not) and i happened to have the worst luck, i knew already i had the stuck up sport jock Jackson on my team (who thinks no one can hold a ball let alone throw it besides himself. and claims we're all incompetent, blundering, idiots.) i happened to get the loudest, most obnoxious person in my gym class, number one idiot, Ariel. i misjudged a ball and they screamed at me, which made me really angry.

why oh why am i sick? i thought i was through with the seasonal flu but it seems to have come back to hit me full force, i just hope i didn't get my cousins harry and chilly and fussy sick or their parents. i got through school just barely and i walk out to snow. wonderful. it's not like it hasn't been snowing for two days already. stupid cold wet stuff. sure it looks beautiful...when you're inside looking out a window with the heater blasting full force wrapped in a couple hundred blankets. boudy, (bow-dee, is the way it's pronounced.)the viola next to me in orchestra, claims I'm cold blooded because i always say I'm cold and i put my freezing fingers on his neck daily to surprise him, Thomas agrees with him.

here's a couple funnies that i hope will make your day brighten.
As I've Matured...
I've learned that one good turn gets most of the blankets.
I've learned that whatever hits the fan will not be evenly distributed.
I've learned that artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
I've learned that 99% of the time when something isn't working one of your kids did it.
These i got off a couple websites:
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?'Hold my purse.'
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died.
How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down Before He Admits Hes lost?
If you die in an elevator, be sure to push the Up button.
Is it good if a vacuum really sucks?
If all the world's a stage, I want to operate the trap door.