Listening to: Super Mario Bros.
Feeling: torn
Sat I was supposed to go to Lincoln for a band thing, but I decided to ditch it and go to Washington for the Big Eight Conference to watch Garrett wrestle. We got there at about 9 and then found out it was supposed to start at 10:15, even though the website said it was at 9. When Garrett wasn't wrestling he sat up in the blechers by me and mom and then his dad came down and sat beside us as did his little brother. Saw Luke and Logan there. Luke had ended up breaking his foot so he pretty much slept the whole time and Logan played Monopoly on his gameboy. When it was time for Garrett to wrestle, I cheered him on. He won his first match, but unfortunately he lost his second match against Seger. He was very nervous about facing him, so he was pretty upset when he lost. He wrestled pretty good though. He won his third match and got in for the finals for 3rd and 4th place. He was pretty pissed when he lost that match cause I'm pretty sure he got screwed out of a pin by the stupid ref. There were times when I was sure Garrett had his opponent pinned and the ref never saw it. I was pretty pissed when the match ended it cause the time ran out.
When I had a chance to go and talk to him before we had to leave, I was a little scared. But when I got down there by him, he looked like he was about to cry. So I talked, well - stood by him, for a few minutes. But then I had to leave so I said bye and came home.
The conference didn't et over till about 5 which was Garrett's match (there was only one set of matches after his), and I would have stayed but mom was ready to leave.
Tomorrow is P.T. and I hope I see Garrett there so I can ask him if he wants to go to the girls Lincoln game next Tues. and maybe if he wants to come over Fri to watch a movie or something.
I guess that's all I have to say for now... later.
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