...softball. its one of the only sports that when i play everything else in my life goes away, all my problems and worries. i'm focused and concentrated on what i'm doing. right now its one of the things that really happy. eventhough most of the stuff we do really really sucks, i still love. lots of blood sweat and tears have gone into this sport. i don't care about all the running, the sore muscles, its about getting that ground ball and throwing the runner out or hitting the ball and driving a run it. after practice i'll be covered in dirt and sweat, bruised and scraped up, but i couldn't be any happier. i also love... him he is just so wonderful. always there for me no matter what. so many times i have cried over the phone and he was there to comfort me. staying up later than he should just to make sure i was alright. he wants me to be happy and never to be sad because whenever i'm sad he's sad that i'm sad ( does that make sense?) always there when i need to talk. he is my best friend. we are able to talk about anything and everything and be goofballs around eachother. eventhough he is so far away it just works. lots of times i wish he was around, but i know its for a good thing. he should be getting the best education he can and he is and i'm proud of him. i don't know what i do without him. he is like my life and i love him.