I am a senior and getting an internship and only have one more semester to go for a bachelors degree and seven weeks away from ending my softball career.
I think I am starting to hyperventilate.
I haven't been on this bad boy in a little over a year and Jimmy Timmy is updating his so I thought WHAT THE HEY!!! I'll get back into it too.
I haven't been on this bad boy in a little over a year and Jimmy Timmy is updating his so I thought WHAT THE HEY!!! I'll get back into it too.
Lets see
Long story short
In the past year I have chopped off all of my hair/dyed it blonde, and celebrated two years with the big fella. Gotten a 3.0 this past semester THANK GOD. Took me almost four years but I made that damn Athletic Director's Honor Roll. Got a t-shirt as proof if you're currently shaking your head in disbelief. It's pretty snazzy. Adopted another cat :) he's really fat and the most adorable thing ever. His name is Marty. I tried to change his name to Fat Albert but Jimbob wouldn't let me. Call me a cat lady I don't give a shit you're just jealous. I have twice the unconditional love. Except Gidget is pretty much a bitch most of the time so never mind.
I have also become a Senior Captain of my softball team. WHOOT WHOOT. Mainly the only cool things we get is to sit at the back of the bus on road trips, and eat first at restaurants.
I have also become a Senior Captain of my softball team. WHOOT WHOOT. Mainly the only cool things we get is to sit at the back of the bus on road trips, and eat first at restaurants.
I think I have hit all of the important points....
Currently I am feeling a bit rough. Four years into a division one athletic career you can definitely tell a difference in recovery rate. From practice or shenanigans alike. A crazy Thursday night can lay me out for a good three days. It's pretty sad. I am now regularly attending a Chiropractor and Athletic Trainer for my back pain and desperately calling a massage parlor to try and find an appointment but its hard to carve an hour and a half out of my day to get a good rub down. Deep tissue is the only thing acceptable. ROUGHER THE BETTER.
Sad news.... The best friend from High School that I have been living with the past year and a half is moving on. She is allergic to cats and wants to save money. So now I am left with Jimmy James.
OH the other bestie had a baby!!!!!! Her name is Brynlee and the most beautiful thing. But seriously, most of the time you look at newborn pictures and want to gag but this girl is legit. I guess it's that time when everyone gets married and have kids. I have two save the dates in the next year. COME ON OPEN BAR! Also, it's nice that I will have a date. Jumbo couldn't make it to the last two weddings I attended. By the way... Everyone can just stop asking when we are getting hitched, because we can barely afford toilet paper. If you know me you know I am into theatrics so I want to wait until I can go ridiculously over the top. Also he needs a few years to think of the most surprising and most mind blowing proposal EVER. Or he might not Iike me enough to ask me. Who knows?! Like is freakin' crazy! No matter what happens with James and I, I will always have at least one kitty cat and that is all that I care about in life. ;)
So that's a quick recap of my ri-DICK-ulous life in the year I wasn't blogging.
DUECES SUCKAS ttyl :P
OH the other bestie had a baby!!!!!! Her name is Brynlee and the most beautiful thing. But seriously, most of the time you look at newborn pictures and want to gag but this girl is legit. I guess it's that time when everyone gets married and have kids. I have two save the dates in the next year. COME ON OPEN BAR! Also, it's nice that I will have a date. Jumbo couldn't make it to the last two weddings I attended. By the way... Everyone can just stop asking when we are getting hitched, because we can barely afford toilet paper. If you know me you know I am into theatrics so I want to wait until I can go ridiculously over the top. Also he needs a few years to think of the most surprising and most mind blowing proposal EVER. Or he might not Iike me enough to ask me. Who knows?! Like is freakin' crazy! No matter what happens with James and I, I will always have at least one kitty cat and that is all that I care about in life. ;)
So that's a quick recap of my ri-DICK-ulous life in the year I wasn't blogging.
DUECES SUCKAS ttyl :P
