fuck global warming

so i decided to see whether i could live without puttting every single little fucking detail of my life. actually i was just super super lazy.

so i went to the virginia beach tournament and it was 110 degree heat index. so they shortened the games but my crazy asshole nutball coach (actually i love him to death) put us in the Premiere division. which should mean something to most of u. that's what the NAVY team is MOVING UP to. so i was like what the fucking hell? so we played a team of assholes from canada, the best team in virginia, and the top beach futbol club team. the first two killed us and the last we should have at least tied but they beat us by one. it was really funny cuz before the game pete was like, i know the coach he's my friend and i want to beat his ass. of couse then we didnt.
but i swear, i've never been so desperatly tired, EVER. it was the craziest thing ive done. except of course jumping off that cliff in canada.... but anyway.
and then i never even got to see max even tho we were in the same goddamn tournament.
pete says 'tournament' like 'twarnament' its rlly funny.

and then i've had practice every single night since except for yesterday that was my day off. then i have 2 games this weekend and a labor day tournament and then the season starts.

BUT, i so so so cannot wait for the spring season, cuz ill only have school team!!!!!!!!! and i can hang out w/ yall every single day to make up for the five years ive spent ditching you for soccer. so hang out with me alot alot alot ok?

the tan from canada that made me look mexican is almost gone and im so pissed...