The shock has finally worn off....
Well, last night we lost our last league game. If we won, we would've finished in first. But we lost, so now we finished second. And the weird thing is....it was the best game of my career. O.O I scored 19 points. O.O Everybody else on my team had 2 or 4. We ended up only losing by 2 right at the end. :( Here is what went down.
I didn't get to start because it was Senior night. It was a lot of fun before the game. The underclassmen got to write this little goodbye for our seniors and it was read outloud at our game. It was *packed* at the game. LOL Nearly anyone is anyone was there. Haha.
So we come out, and all the all star players on the team who should be scoring....aren't. :( So that's when i was just like if anyone else isn't going to do anything, than i will. LOL I was 8 for 8 at the free throw line, which is good for me because i am like freaking Shaq. It seems like i was the only one who cared. The only one who even tried. :(
So it was close up until the very end. We lost by 2 points i think. I had a layup at the end. I could've made it.
We go into the locker room and get the 'disappointed' talk and everyone is silent and solemn...and one by one we walk out of the room, and that was when i lost it. Fuchi's, the token black girl on our team LOL, mom was standing by the door, and i gave her a hug, and tears started coming in my eyes and she was like "Aww baby don't cry..." And then i look up and see my friends and i just lose it. LOL I grabbed my friend Joanne and was sobbing onto her shoulder. All my other girls are around me, saying things like "I love you OMG" and "It wasn't your fault" and blah blah. And then i look over and guess who it freaking is? Brett. LMFAO. Here i am sobbing my eyes out, and Brett was there. LOL So he came over and hugged me, and then his dad came over and was like "Hey! There's no crying in basketball!" My friends made me feel so much better, but the rest of the night I just sulked around and randomly burst into tears every 10 minutes. I was *so* out of it i forgot to watch Lost. And i was still so angry that i didn't really care. That is until my dad told me that Charlie was in a good part of the episode. That made me really sad again. LOL
LOL So apparently at lunch the next day my team had a little meeting or something. Didn't go because wow, apparently no one likes to tell me anything. That day at school was the weirdest day *ever* O.O Random people were coming up to me at school, congratulating me and stuff. Teachers i thought hated me were like "OMG Jamie i am *so* proud of you!" LOL It was ... weird. But kinda cool. Except for the whole we lost thing. Ahaha and then i get this message from Brett saying i'm a stud and blah blah. We have this inside joke with each other. In 7th grade, we were talking about what we wanted to be when we grew up (cute, i know) and i said something and he misunderstood me and thought i said i wanted to be a "dildo maker." So LMFAO, whenever they got the chance, he and some other boys would write all these dildo flavors all over my binders and stuff. LOL So i get this message on Thursday: You are a stud! Cherry-flavored!! :D LMFAO He's a tard. :D *tries not to have feelings for him again* o.O WTF is wrong with me huh? He looked real cute at my game.
So the phone was like, ringing off the hook on Thursday, my parents were getting floods of emails, and random people kept hugging me. :D And when i get to practice the next day, i totally kick ass. LMFAO Now, he wants me to take it whenever i get it, and i guess i'm really uncomfortable with that. :( I don't like making myself look like i'm a ballhog, because i don't want to be. But everytime I pass it, he yells at me and tells me to score. So WTF.
Today our "team" went to Islands. I came late and i was excluded from the main table, and this wasn't the first time it happened. The one thing i cannot stand about my team is about how goddamn clicky it is. There wasn't enough room, so i'm not going to squeeze in and pretend to get along with everyone. Me and 4 other juniors just got our own little booth, while the underclassmen got to sit at the main table. o.O They were like "Why aren't you sitting with the rest of the team?" and i was just kinda like "You tell me." :( I swear...it's just fucking clicks. Next year, i'm promising myself that when i am a senior i will *never* treat my teammates how they treat me. They act buddy buddy with me on the court, and than off the court, i'm just ignored. *scoffs* They go off and do their own thing, and that's cool, because you know, i'm going to do mine. I don't have to conform to anyone, or try and tag along when i get a hint that i'm not "welcomed." I'll do my own thing, and my own thing kicks ass, so there. :p
I didn't get to start because it was Senior night. It was a lot of fun before the game. The underclassmen got to write this little goodbye for our seniors and it was read outloud at our game. It was *packed* at the game. LOL Nearly anyone is anyone was there. Haha.
So we come out, and all the all star players on the team who should be scoring....aren't. :( So that's when i was just like if anyone else isn't going to do anything, than i will. LOL I was 8 for 8 at the free throw line, which is good for me because i am like freaking Shaq. It seems like i was the only one who cared. The only one who even tried. :(
So it was close up until the very end. We lost by 2 points i think. I had a layup at the end. I could've made it.
We go into the locker room and get the 'disappointed' talk and everyone is silent and solemn...and one by one we walk out of the room, and that was when i lost it. Fuchi's, the token black girl on our team LOL, mom was standing by the door, and i gave her a hug, and tears started coming in my eyes and she was like "Aww baby don't cry..." And then i look up and see my friends and i just lose it. LOL I grabbed my friend Joanne and was sobbing onto her shoulder. All my other girls are around me, saying things like "I love you OMG" and "It wasn't your fault" and blah blah. And then i look over and guess who it freaking is? Brett. LMFAO. Here i am sobbing my eyes out, and Brett was there. LOL So he came over and hugged me, and then his dad came over and was like "Hey! There's no crying in basketball!" My friends made me feel so much better, but the rest of the night I just sulked around and randomly burst into tears every 10 minutes. I was *so* out of it i forgot to watch Lost. And i was still so angry that i didn't really care. That is until my dad told me that Charlie was in a good part of the episode. That made me really sad again. LOL
LOL So apparently at lunch the next day my team had a little meeting or something. Didn't go because wow, apparently no one likes to tell me anything. That day at school was the weirdest day *ever* O.O Random people were coming up to me at school, congratulating me and stuff. Teachers i thought hated me were like "OMG Jamie i am *so* proud of you!" LOL It was ... weird. But kinda cool. Except for the whole we lost thing. Ahaha and then i get this message from Brett saying i'm a stud and blah blah. We have this inside joke with each other. In 7th grade, we were talking about what we wanted to be when we grew up (cute, i know) and i said something and he misunderstood me and thought i said i wanted to be a "dildo maker." So LMFAO, whenever they got the chance, he and some other boys would write all these dildo flavors all over my binders and stuff. LOL So i get this message on Thursday: You are a stud! Cherry-flavored!! :D LMFAO He's a tard. :D *tries not to have feelings for him again* o.O WTF is wrong with me huh? He looked real cute at my game.
So the phone was like, ringing off the hook on Thursday, my parents were getting floods of emails, and random people kept hugging me. :D And when i get to practice the next day, i totally kick ass. LMFAO Now, he wants me to take it whenever i get it, and i guess i'm really uncomfortable with that. :( I don't like making myself look like i'm a ballhog, because i don't want to be. But everytime I pass it, he yells at me and tells me to score. So WTF.
Today our "team" went to Islands. I came late and i was excluded from the main table, and this wasn't the first time it happened. The one thing i cannot stand about my team is about how goddamn clicky it is. There wasn't enough room, so i'm not going to squeeze in and pretend to get along with everyone. Me and 4 other juniors just got our own little booth, while the underclassmen got to sit at the main table. o.O They were like "Why aren't you sitting with the rest of the team?" and i was just kinda like "You tell me." :( I swear...it's just fucking clicks. Next year, i'm promising myself that when i am a senior i will *never* treat my teammates how they treat me. They act buddy buddy with me on the court, and than off the court, i'm just ignored. *scoffs* They go off and do their own thing, and that's cool, because you know, i'm going to do mine. I don't have to conform to anyone, or try and tag along when i get a hint that i'm not "welcomed." I'll do my own thing, and my own thing kicks ass, so there. :p
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