We've only lost one game. We've won 6, lost 1. If we keep that record up (we also won ALL the non-divisional matches) we have a really good shot going into IACs. I sure hope Tioga loses at least 1 or hopefully 2 (or all the rest of their games) so that we don't have THEM to beat to get into IACs comfortably.

I'm in school with a sore throat and aching body. It's been a tough week, trust me, haha.

I started dating Ben last Friday. I asked him out in Spanish- I stole his agenda and wrote "Hi. We should go out!" in cutesy letters. I held his necklace of guitar picks hostage until he gave me his answer- he held me in suspense for the entire period. His answer was to tell me to keep the necklace, because he says yes- it was very cute.

He made me my own necklace on Saturday- three guitar picks, a reddish brown one, a Hot Topic one, and a blue one, on a plain metal-beaded chain. It's cute and was very sweet. I like him so much- his bass playing turns me on like no tomorrow. He's really hot when he plays- and he's really good. I've only seen him play once and it practically made my heart stop! Haha.

I'm sick. Volleyball has been going well- we won last night, but lost to our biggest competition so far on Tuesday. So did Varsity, but the other team's varsity was amazing on Tuesday. It was sad- the referee was a bitch.

I'm so tired. My throat hurts like fuck. But we do this thing called Big-Sis - Little-Sis between Varsity and JV, and it's so awesome! Right now it's the Big Sis's turns to get stuff for the Little Sis, and I got a sweet card on Wednesday, a poster on Thursday, and today a BIG bag of Sour Patch kids!!! It's so nice and it makes me day just seem perfect.

Volunteering, which I started Monday, has been going well too. I've only gone twice because Wednesday I had Envirothon and Thursday, we had a team-emergency with warmups and getting dressed and the bus getting here too early. Oh well.

So... Boarding school has also been great. I've been emailing some department heads a little bit, saying who I am and my specific interest in their department/sport.

I have to go- I'm too tired to think.

I'm tired. Dead-tired.

Not the type of tired where you feel loopy and out of it, slow and uncomprehending. That's a dealt-with tired, where your body isn't so tired but your mind is.

I'm the tired where I can feel my body deteriorating. My mind is jacked and ready to go, and I did my work at a desk fine... But when I had to get up and go through the halls, I just wanted to sleep. Practice was luckily canceled today! Thank God. Mrs. Hynes understood that we would be tired after not getting home until NINE at night. And then, with homework, laundry, and bed time stuff, not sleeping until 10:30.

I'm tired. But we've won every single non-divisional game so far, and if we win on Thursday then it'll be 4 wins, 0 losses. I've never been on a majorly-winning team!! We've got to pull together, though, because our passing is crap and Mrs. Hynes is favoring Sam as the setter for the moment. Sam doesn't talk enough, she messes up just as much if not more than I do, and guess who stays in the game? SAM.

There two possibilities. Mrs. Hynes has higher expectations for me than for Sam, and takes me out of the game to teach me that just because I'm okay doesn't mean I can skate by. That's a whatever-theory.

Or... I suck terribly, and Sam (who's an 8th grader!! I'm a freshman!!) kicks butt and is a younger prodigy setter. Argh.

Oh, and it's fall. It rained today, and the trees are losing their summer-color.

Am I a whore?

I'm leading on a boy while not truly feeling that much for him... I know that he likes me, a hell of a lot more than I do him, but I'm using that to: a) make myself feel good and b) get over my ex-boyfriend.

God, even typed out it sounds horrible. And then again, this could progress from using him for my own gain to a relationship with mutual respect and "like", but I'll never, ever fucking love him... I couldn't. We dated before, and we said "I love you" with no meaning, and I freaked out and bolted into the arms of my ex-boyfriend. I couldn't do that again, as my ex-boyfriend hates my guts.

Oh! That reminds me! He's been spreading shit about him to his entire soccer team. Apparently, one of those shit rumors was that I "do things" or "make out" with my COUSIN. But this is the confusing part my cousin is ON the soccer team. Why didn't he freak out and be all ewwww you guys no way?

They play today at 11 a.m. and I'm going. It's one of two varsity boy's soccer games I can make it to this year because of the jv and varsity volleyball (FTW!) schedule, and I really want to go. I went to a football game yesterday, and that's where I started my plan of "Win over a guy who I'll never love to make myself feel better" with the guy. It worked. I was punching him (probably gave him many bruises) and then at the end of the night, I gave his friend a high five good bye and went to go give me a high five, but he wouldn't raise his hand. So I hugged him. I know that sounds really, really, retarded, but we're freshman and a hug (to some people) is like an invitation into your pants.let him think that, certainly. It ain't true. We texted until midnight though. God, I'm a whore.

Gonna split this into two posts.

Volleyball, FTW.

It's our first official game today, against NF. Emily NF won't be there because she's playing soccer... Which I did not know... Which definitely makes me sad, because she's awesome and I've only met her ONCE in real life (that I can remember- I'm pretty sure I met her at track IACs at D).

So. As I was saying. First game! I'm excited and nervous, and I'm all dressed up in a polo, sexy bra, and denim miniskirt because we have to dress nice for game days. JV plays first, then we have to change into nice clothes and sit there all gussied up to watch the Varsity play. It'll be exciting, and I have the sexiest makeup ever. And it'll also be only my second time displaying new fashion sense- prepster. Awesome. I have a headache.

I need H2O.

I have my spandex, uniform, tank top, sports bra, socks, shoes, knee pads, water bottle, hair ties... Ummm inhaler? Deodorant. I don't know, I'm bored. Haha.