okay okay so here's life: homecoming game @ 4 tomorrow vs. forest city. somebody's gonna get crushed. don't know who but probably us. SO GET FIRED UP AND STUFF yeahh. I guess I'm gonna meet scott, my friend carley's boyfriend, who's all like ohh I wanna meet you, carley tells me so much about you!! and I'm just like ..uh okay great.. well here's the deal: homecoming ticket = bought by me. cause life hates me. today's practice was 24058329 times easier than I expected. cause yesterday after the game that we lost 5 nothin, heh yeah.. hein was all "tomorrow I'm gonna give you guys a hard practice.. we won't like, run the whole time, but obviously easy practices aren't working" so I get to practice and I'm like shit I'm gonna die:p and then he's like OKAY EVERYBODY LET'S GO INSIDE AND WATCH TV. so we all troop in and spend like half an hour watching a video someone taped of the game yesterday and hein like pointed out all the stuff we were doing wrong and all that. then we ran laps around the field for warm-up. only 2.. which, usually we do 4. and then we did an easy drill. and then we did another easy drill. and then we did the same drill we did at the beginning of practice again. then practice was over. and I was like ..whaaa? it was nuts. and then we cleaned up a whole bunch at home. and the house is like.. clean. and now it's almost 11.. so I really think I'm gonna get my dumb ass in bed since I have a gigantic day tomorrow! OMGGGG. yeah. later. PS opiate for the masses = on tv. HEY HEY I MET THEM AT WARPED TOUR. WHAT'S THAT.