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This weekend started on an okay note, got higher and then ended quite spectacularly.
I had practice on Friday from 3-5, which sucked because it was really boring. I got called back for Monday's practice, which if I'm not mistaken means that I made Varsity. I was really tired and could barely move when I got home. I watched about a half hour of TV and then fell asleep at 8:30. On a Friday night, yeah.
Saturday was a bit of nostalgia. I went to Longstreth to get replacement cleats for softball. Afterwards my mom and I, like true softball junkies, drove through Wendy's and went to my old field to watch tryouts for this year. After that was done I called Jillian and we went to the mall. We spent almost the entire two hours in Urban Outfitters, trying on completely random clothing we had no intention of buying. Mostly it was way too expensive, but also ugly. I got stuck in a dressing room and accidentally broke a door handle. That was the most eventful thing, but it was nonetheless fun.
Today I worked around the house, cleaning and doing random unassigned chores in hopes of going to Youth Group tonight. I succeeded in getting to go, which was nothing short of amazing. I got to see JJ for the first time in almost a month. Basically we ate ice cream and played a game the whole time, but it was so good to see him again. I can't even describe it.
I guess that this whole separation thing was for the best after all. My grades have, for the most part, gone up significantly. I've been spending time with other friends. I've been helping around the house more. I've been doing what I'm supposed to. Not surprisingly though, I realized how much I took seeing him once a week for granted. I would go so far as to say that my life is piecing back together? Once again though, it's dependent on this next report card. I can't screw it up now. I have to find some time to go in for math help this week because I got a C on the major test, even though I studied. I don't work well with inequalities, which was the majority of this marking period.
Regardless, it seems as though the worst of this all is over and the best is yet to come.
"Everything that we have found says 'make your own destiny'.."--GET UP KIDS