Wednesday, January 9, 2013
7:19 PM
Chances
Indep. living- a couple min. late cuz it was raining and mom drove me and traffic was bad so yeahh. Good thing Palmer wouldn't even care if you were 15 min. late.
PE-volleyball....
English- vocab test. pretty sure i got at least one wrong.
omg volleyball. Not a fan of it. But, hey, anything's better than running.
So we practiced spiking and serving and played mini game in 4 against 4, then we finally played a short practice game getting ready for games on friday.
and im just so freaking lonely in all our drill, except for the practice game at the end. In all the drills theres people that are super good, that play volleyball. and im trying my hardest but its just ughh.
and the volleyball players with me during the drills just
pretended I was invisible or something. when i mess up, they dont say anything. when i do good, they don't say anything. Their expressions are the same, their mouth dont even move.
Buttt, if its other ppl's turn, they make comments, they giggle at the smallest things, and then say u suck or GO ___!
And then for the mini game in 4's. that one was a little better. Cuz the volleyball player, the girl was a differ. one and she was nicer and showed
great teamwork. High fiving everyone and saying good job and stuff.
However, during the mini game when it was time to serve, they'd never let me have a chance. They'd be like "oh goshh i suck at serving, im not serving next time." and next time, someone else serves. and sometimes they take turns serving. but they'd
never offer me to serve.
the thing is, I'm actually good at serving. That's the best part of volleyball to me. Serving. And i'm good at it too. But they don't give me a chance. They don't actually say it out loud like "
shes not good, she won't be able to make the ball over the net." but their body language and the way they act makes it obvious. They don't wanna risk getting out because of me. But they've never seen me serve.
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Maybe I should talk to Saturn instead of waiting for chances.
Maybe I should volunteer to serve instead of waiting for them to
give me the chance.
If only fear didn't exist... |
Just because I can't hit the ball sometimes when it comes to me, doesn't mean i won't be able to serve it.
Just because someone can't automatically cry on the words "ACTION!" doesn't mean they're a bad actor.
If only they gave me a chance...
The practice game was pretty good, on a team with all friends, (close and not so close), they're all friends. or people I felt more comfortable with. And it was my turn to serve on the very first second of the game. Served over the net several times perfectly.
Seeee what I mean?
Exactly 10 days until my birthday! Let the countdown begin(:
[9th day of 2013: 5/10 5=normal day]
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