Playing for the tennis team here in Defiance has some of its perks. Every year we get to take a trip to Hilton Head, South Carolina and play there for a week. It is beautiful here, right now as I am typing this, I am sitting on the third floor balcony, in a comfortable wicker rocking chair, listing to Dave Matthews Band, with a nice tall glass of ice water at my side, with the very warm air of South Carolina with a slight but perfect ocean breeze. I have seen some very nice parts of the country like Hawaii, Arizona, California, and NYC, but right here is up there on that list. With the great views of ocean and sandy beaches it almost takes your breath away. However for all nice things to happen I quote The Dark Night, "it gets darkest before dawn"
In order to get here from Defiance, Ohio the logical thing would be to fly, it's fast and for the most part comfortable. However we get the luxury of squeezing 10 guys into two vans including all the luggage. That including all clothing for all ten guys and each of there tennis bags which seeing the size of their tennis bags might as well be another suitcase all its own. So needless to say the trip was quite tight to say the least. (and not that good "tight" some gangsta's use it as). But of course that's not punishment enough, in order to get here in good time we had to leave at 3 a.m. Yep you didn't read that wrong 3 A.M. So to put things into perspective, I was tired and on a very uncomfortable van squeezed into a cornor I suppose I could call my own and tried to sleep. It didn't quite work out of the 14 hours it took to get here I maybe slept for 3 maybe 4 of them. Despite this it has been a blast so far. Especially with the goofy and non stop laughter from the guys on the tennis team
On the way down a few of the guys (not including me I was in the other van) decided it would be fun to have the "Kurtz-Cottos Olympics". These two on our tennis team are in a way rivals of each other, they always have to be better then the other, in EVERYTHING. So they decided to settle it once and for all with a seven game Olympic. To make it interesting throw a twist to it. The winner gets to pick the nickname that the rest of the team has to call them. The twist however is the winner also gets to pick the nickname for the loser. It turned out to be quite entertaining. We held the first event tonight to sorta kick off the vacation in a bang.
The first event was billiards, best two out of three games. The first game was interesting. It went back and forth as best as two sub average billiards players can play. It also had some obstacles for the players that not every game of pool will give you. Among having to make a difficult cut on the ball, the player had to balance on a very springy bed, be careful not to hit a spectator or a commentator (the role Trevor and I somehow picked up by making jokes back and forth to each other about the game) or even careful not to step on a dog that was running amongst the pool table. So after a very dramatic battle the game went to Cottos with Kurtz accidentally hitting the 8 ball in.
The second game was just as goofy with all the same antics and jokes and obstacles. Cottos coming off a good win in the first game took that momentum and came out guns a blazin with a spray and pray tactic. Going for the make but not leaving much for the next shot. It was working quite effectively as he took a 7-1 ball lead. However this last ball proved to be a problem and ironically enough it was "not"so lucky ball 7. After missing shot after shot on the 7 ball Kurtz chipped away at his lead. It came down to Cottos scratching on the 8 ball making Kurtz the victor.
With both players not wanting to win and just handing the game over we wondered how this deciding game three would go. It came down to Kurtz just regrouping and sinking his last shot on the 8 ball and taking a 1-0 lead in the "Olympics". The next event is the "50" meter dash. I put quotes on it because were just gonna eyeball the 50 meters. In an interview with my co-commentator Cottos said, "he is going to use his speed to win this next event" quite a clever and risky tactic for a race. We shall see how the rest of these games go. Good luck to both competitors.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
The Tale of the Rooster. (no pun intended)
I know some of those reading this may wonder why I have made my name "Rooster" instead of just plain Austin Gray. Well for one that was taken >:(, and 2 because I wanted to be somewhat original. This is the nickname that no one besides my family knows me by because it was a nickname given to me by my dad when I was 2 years old. Whenever I am around my dad this is all he calls me is "Rooster" and I think it is my favorite nickname. I'll tell you the story of how I acquired such a weird and yet very cool nickname.
Like I said when I gained this nickname I happened to be 2 years old, so I've heard it said to me for almost 18 years of my life now. You could call me this over Austin and still get the same reaction. As a baby I tended to fall asleep rather quickly and easily, not something most babies do. So here I am fast asleep in my crib in my room just a brief walk from my parents room. With the whole house asleep I can imagine it to be very peaceful. My older brother and sister, getting their rest for school, and my parents getting their strength for another day at work, and I the baby resting for another hard day of drooling and emptying my bladder in my pants. (tough day I know) As we all know, a good nights sleep is much needed and is very annoying to be interrupted before the alarm goes off. So naturally when the sun broke over the horizon and was shining into my room upon my face, I would wake, and of course let out a very very loud cry that said, "if you don't come pick me up now I'll keep crying," sorta thing. Thus waking the whole house as the sun came up very early in the mourning before anyone elses alarm clocks chimed. This didn't happen just on occasion or a few times a week, but it occurred literally every mourning from when I was 2 years old to 3 and half almost 4 years old. It became a mourning ritual of me waking up, crying, and in turn waking up the whole house. Just like a rooster does every mourning on a barn.
So just for those who were curious this is why I made my name how it is, however this nickname is kinda family only since it has a sorta family quality to it, so Austin will do (no offense). Unless on the occasion I'm your boyfriend in which case "Honey" will do. ( Love ya Sweetie)
Like I said when I gained this nickname I happened to be 2 years old, so I've heard it said to me for almost 18 years of my life now. You could call me this over Austin and still get the same reaction. As a baby I tended to fall asleep rather quickly and easily, not something most babies do. So here I am fast asleep in my crib in my room just a brief walk from my parents room. With the whole house asleep I can imagine it to be very peaceful. My older brother and sister, getting their rest for school, and my parents getting their strength for another day at work, and I the baby resting for another hard day of drooling and emptying my bladder in my pants. (tough day I know) As we all know, a good nights sleep is much needed and is very annoying to be interrupted before the alarm goes off. So naturally when the sun broke over the horizon and was shining into my room upon my face, I would wake, and of course let out a very very loud cry that said, "if you don't come pick me up now I'll keep crying," sorta thing. Thus waking the whole house as the sun came up very early in the mourning before anyone elses alarm clocks chimed. This didn't happen just on occasion or a few times a week, but it occurred literally every mourning from when I was 2 years old to 3 and half almost 4 years old. It became a mourning ritual of me waking up, crying, and in turn waking up the whole house. Just like a rooster does every mourning on a barn.
So just for those who were curious this is why I made my name how it is, however this nickname is kinda family only since it has a sorta family quality to it, so Austin will do (no offense). Unless on the occasion I'm your boyfriend in which case "Honey" will do. ( Love ya Sweetie)
The First College Tennis Match
Well over the weekend I had a tennis match in Alma, Michigan which is about 3 hours North of Defiance. It was quite an interesting drive to say the least because the whole day before we left it had been snowing and the roads were very slick. Well to get there we took one of the College's vans, which if anyone has seen them are ginormous. Needless to say we skidded and slided quite a few times making me wonder "am I really going to die on my first ever V-Day with a girlfriend." Not one of the best things you want to be thinking while your already nervous for tennis. So we got there no trouble at all really minus a few slides here and there.
Well we arrive on Alma's campus which is really nice. Pretty and small. Bigger then Defiance, yet everything seemed to be the same distance of a walk. Well we arrive at the Rec Center where the indoor tennis courts are held and the first thing I noticed are the lines on the tennis court. Yes there were tennis court lines but these courts were not just tennis courts but multipurpose courts. Which means there was the white lines resembling tennis, yellow lines for volleyball, and red lines to be used for basketball. Oh and since these courts are multi purpose courts, the ball reacted totally differently then what was usually expected. For those of you that know anything about tennis, a flat shot got even flatter and faster, a top spin shot reacted like a normal flat shot, and a slice shot, pretty much just skidded across the court by you leaving you wondering what the hell just happened. This wasn't what I was hoping for in my first college tennis match.
So we get to warm ups to get the feel of the court and it was much needed. I seemed to be stroking the ball fine, however I was having a very tough time reacting to the court and how it played. Finally I seem to be getting the feel of the court when low and behold it's time to play.
It took at least 4 games in to get my nerves finally settled. By this time we had broken our opponents serve once and haven't dropped ours at all. We were off to a good start. My service game seemed to be doing good. I had already hit a clean ace and several non returners. It's always nice to get those easy points off the serve. Helps you settle into the game. By the 4th or 5th game I finally settled down and realized, "hey I can just play my game from High School and be fine." Once I realized that the first game was a piece of cake and my partner and I won the match 8-4 ( it shouldn't have been that close because we started making dumb mistakes). Since we finished so quickly we had time to root on our teammates in their matches as well. Everything seemed find and dandy and no one really had troubles and we ended up beating Adrian 8-1 overall match wise.
The second match of the day panned out differently however. Alma was a very strong team and we knew this going into it. I was a little more calm going into this one as I already had my first ever college win under my belt. This Alma team proved to be a tougher task however. My partner and I along with the other team just kept on exchanging points and it was very close. Finally we caved first though and we lost my partners serve and it was all down hill from there. We ended up losing to a very good Alma team 8-3, however the score doesn't show how close the match really was. Overall as a team it wasn't much better as we almost got shut out and lost 8-1 as a team.
Overall it was a fun day, and good experience. Now I know what I may be up against in the future and won't be as nervous. It was a shame however I couldn't be with my favorite person in the world for V-Day. (sorry sweetie :'( )
Well we arrive on Alma's campus which is really nice. Pretty and small. Bigger then Defiance, yet everything seemed to be the same distance of a walk. Well we arrive at the Rec Center where the indoor tennis courts are held and the first thing I noticed are the lines on the tennis court. Yes there were tennis court lines but these courts were not just tennis courts but multipurpose courts. Which means there was the white lines resembling tennis, yellow lines for volleyball, and red lines to be used for basketball. Oh and since these courts are multi purpose courts, the ball reacted totally differently then what was usually expected. For those of you that know anything about tennis, a flat shot got even flatter and faster, a top spin shot reacted like a normal flat shot, and a slice shot, pretty much just skidded across the court by you leaving you wondering what the hell just happened. This wasn't what I was hoping for in my first college tennis match.
So we get to warm ups to get the feel of the court and it was much needed. I seemed to be stroking the ball fine, however I was having a very tough time reacting to the court and how it played. Finally I seem to be getting the feel of the court when low and behold it's time to play.
It took at least 4 games in to get my nerves finally settled. By this time we had broken our opponents serve once and haven't dropped ours at all. We were off to a good start. My service game seemed to be doing good. I had already hit a clean ace and several non returners. It's always nice to get those easy points off the serve. Helps you settle into the game. By the 4th or 5th game I finally settled down and realized, "hey I can just play my game from High School and be fine." Once I realized that the first game was a piece of cake and my partner and I won the match 8-4 ( it shouldn't have been that close because we started making dumb mistakes). Since we finished so quickly we had time to root on our teammates in their matches as well. Everything seemed find and dandy and no one really had troubles and we ended up beating Adrian 8-1 overall match wise.
The second match of the day panned out differently however. Alma was a very strong team and we knew this going into it. I was a little more calm going into this one as I already had my first ever college win under my belt. This Alma team proved to be a tougher task however. My partner and I along with the other team just kept on exchanging points and it was very close. Finally we caved first though and we lost my partners serve and it was all down hill from there. We ended up losing to a very good Alma team 8-3, however the score doesn't show how close the match really was. Overall as a team it wasn't much better as we almost got shut out and lost 8-1 as a team.
Overall it was a fun day, and good experience. Now I know what I may be up against in the future and won't be as nervous. It was a shame however I couldn't be with my favorite person in the world for V-Day. (sorry sweetie :'( )
Thursday, February 12, 2009
My Last First Kiss (hopefully)
I know my last few posts have been about recent happenings with tennis, since that is all that has been on my mind as of late, but with Valentines Day rapidly approaching I wanted to sorta tell the story of how the person who has made the best 5 months and 16 days of my life possible. Right now as I am typing this she is lying asleep in my bed. I would be snuggled up next to her falling asleep with her in my arms like always but I seem to have a case of insomnia right now.
The date was August 29, 2008, a Friday, around maybe 9 p.m. I was sitting at my computer desk, with my laptop open with headphones on listening to some music. My roommate Kyle, had a few friends in the room watching t.v. I didn't want to but in and be a kill joy to his new friends so I mostly kept to myself for the most part. Then a girl came down and walked into our room a little shy like. I later found out this was the roommate of the girl hugging my fridge.(not literally but it's an inside joke) I saw her enter the room out of my peripheral vision and instantly I had to do a double take. She appeared and after gazing upon her ,I had to force myself to look away so as not to stare and come off rude. Well a few minutes pass and they decided a trip to Wal-Mart sounded fun(in Defiance this is the most fun thing to do while bored, sad I know). So I asked if I could tag along since I had nothing better to do until I had to help my cousin situate her dorm room as she also goes to Defiance.
While at Wal-Mart I came to know these new people a little better and started to talk to them more and show part of my true wild and fun side but I didn't want to show them all of it as it can get out of hand. Well I'll call her Beautiful for now as I have not learned her name yet, also came with us. The whole time there I was trying not to make myself look like an idiot like I tend to do almost all the time and make and a good impression on her. We started off in the entertainment section and I thought it would be a good idea to see if I can find any good movies I could impulse buy at a good price.(Later they all found out I tend to do this a lot) Well a good half hour or so went by and I had to leave in order to make it on time to my cousins, as I told her I would arrive at a certain time to help her out. So I had to leave all of Kyle's new friends and Beautiful for now, somewhat relived, as now I didn't have to worry about making a fool of myself.
After helping my cousin with the final touches on her room, I head back slowly hoping that maybe my roommate's new friends were gone, especially Beautiful, so I didn't have to make myself look dumb in front of four new strangers, and they all happen to be girls at that, and not one of them bad looking. Well I get back to my dorm room and alas, my usual luck kicks in like always, they're in there watching one of my all time favorite movies, The Blues Brothers. I took one quick sweep of the room and noticed that Kyle was on his bed with one of the girls next to him. I was somewhat relived that it wasn't the one I call Beautiful for now, because this meant to my knowledge that I could still have a chance at getting to know her better, in a non-rude sort of way. Continuing on with the "sweep" of the room my eyes came upon a nice looking girl sitting propped up on my fridge where she was before Wal-Mart. Directly in front of me sitting up against my closet doors was another good looking girl. Finally I found her, sitting to the right of the previously mentioned girl, up against my other closet door under the Corona Soccer ball was the girl I had my eyes on. Disappointed I couldn't sit next to her, I took a seat on my bed and watched the movie. Every time a scene I thought was funny I would check to see if she too was laughing. Every time she was, and this made me feel great, as I found out we shared the same type of humor. Getting a little braver, I started making conversation with her about the movie and quoting some of my favorite lines, as I have a knack for remembering movie lines or jokes. With each re-told joke she would laugh along with all her other friends making me feel more secure that they all found me nice and at least funny. So after the movie ended thinking quickly on my feet, I offered another movie that I prayed she would find funny, it was always one of my most favorite movies, Ferris Buellers Day Off. With great luck she had never seen this movie before and I knew she would enjoy it. So we were about to put it in, when a miracle happened, the girl to her left, sat up and walked out of the room. So I put the movie in and very very very timidly sat down next to her as casual as possible. She seemed to not even notice I was there. That could have been a good thing though, as I just about flopped down out of nervousness. The movie went on and we all shared laughs at Matthew Broderick's antics as he dodged another day of school. About midway through after holding conversations with her and growing more comfortable around her I went in for my first real move. Ever so slowly I moved my hand toward hers in hopes she would respond. Well my hand ever so slightly touched hers and just as fast as it had grazed her hand I pulled mine back, out of sheer nervousness. A few minutes later I re-tried the attempt, and this time sorta held my hand there as if hers was in the way of mine and just left it there. So there we were sitting, hands touching but not really doing anything for me, besides creating an awkward moment. Again several moments went by and this time I knew it had to be a real attempt this time. No more sissying out and trying to play it off as an "accident." This time I pulled my hand up to hers and locked my pinkie finger around hers. She turned to me and gave me a quick smile and then went to watching the movie some more. I was sure I was interrupting the movie with my heart, because it was racing faster then my dads Viper and even more loudly. Doing a quick check I noticed it was only me who noticed this. Getting a little bit braver our hands became more then just pinkies but a nice little palm in palm but not finger locked. we stayed like this until the movie was over. I asked her what she thought of it, and to my relief she replied that it was now one of her new all time favorites, just like mine.
Well after that movie Kyle offered one of his and mine favorite movie, The Boondock Saints. So we put the movie into my Xbox 360 pressed play and again sat next to each other, but without the hand holding at first. Maybe ten minutes in I once again moved my hand toward hers and again we held hands palm in palm style. About two-thirds into the movie I took one deep breath adjusted my hand and slowly started to lock fingers with hers. I was nervous and practically sweating, but she turned her head back to me smiled, and accepted the offer. My entire body shook and I got that "warm fuzzy feeling" that you get. Finally it was the first move toward possibly dating this girl I was rapidly falling for.
Well the movie ended and we all decided to call it a night. Sense we all became friends that night, we all decided it would be fun to have a college "slumber party" if you will and sleep in my room. Trying to be as courteous as possible I offered my bed to Erin(finally found out her name). She gladly accepted and I left her to it starting the night sleeping on the floor. About a half hour went by and I couldn't get comfortable. The thought of maybe sharing my bed with Erin came to mind, but I instantly thought otherwise. After several more minutes lying on my hard dorm room floor I thought, well if she was willing to hold my hand it could be worth a shot. I got up and ever so nervously stumbled my way over to my bed tripping over everything, and got within whispering distance of Erin. I don't think I have ever been so mixed up with emotions ever before in my life. I was above all nervous as hell, anxious, and fearful all at the same time. Very nervously I asked if I may join her on my bed for the night, as I could not fall asleep on the floor. What seemed like decades on end, she finally said one word that made my heart soar, yes. I climbed into my bed with so many mixed emotions I was a train wreck.
To start the night in my bed I was completely balled up on the far end of my bed as far from Erin as possible so as not to come off like a pimp or something. Maybe five minutes that seemed like five days passed, and Erin and I were just laying there staring at each other with a smile on both of our faces from total opposite ends of the bed. Not one word spoken between the two of us. Thinking I couldn't possibly get any more messed up emotionally, I slowly crawl my way towards her. Responding to this, she crawls towards me and there we are face to face laying in bed just staring intently into the others eyes. Now my heart beating even faster and louder and my body trembling and whole body sweating like I'm crossing the finish line of a 5K marathon or something, I slowly close the gap between my lips and hers. Hanging my head there for what seemed like twice my lifetime times one-hundred, she finally leaned in and pressed her lips to mine ever so softly. At first, not realizing what just happened I'm not really kissing back. Then after a quick second I regain my composure and kiss back putting all my effort into not screwing this up. It was right then and there to this second of me finishing this typed sentence, the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. At that very moment I believe I have meet the one person whom I hope to be with forever.
I Love You Sweetie.
The date was August 29, 2008, a Friday, around maybe 9 p.m. I was sitting at my computer desk, with my laptop open with headphones on listening to some music. My roommate Kyle, had a few friends in the room watching t.v. I didn't want to but in and be a kill joy to his new friends so I mostly kept to myself for the most part. Then a girl came down and walked into our room a little shy like. I later found out this was the roommate of the girl hugging my fridge.(not literally but it's an inside joke) I saw her enter the room out of my peripheral vision and instantly I had to do a double take. She appeared and after gazing upon her ,I had to force myself to look away so as not to stare and come off rude. Well a few minutes pass and they decided a trip to Wal-Mart sounded fun(in Defiance this is the most fun thing to do while bored, sad I know). So I asked if I could tag along since I had nothing better to do until I had to help my cousin situate her dorm room as she also goes to Defiance.
While at Wal-Mart I came to know these new people a little better and started to talk to them more and show part of my true wild and fun side but I didn't want to show them all of it as it can get out of hand. Well I'll call her Beautiful for now as I have not learned her name yet, also came with us. The whole time there I was trying not to make myself look like an idiot like I tend to do almost all the time and make and a good impression on her. We started off in the entertainment section and I thought it would be a good idea to see if I can find any good movies I could impulse buy at a good price.(Later they all found out I tend to do this a lot) Well a good half hour or so went by and I had to leave in order to make it on time to my cousins, as I told her I would arrive at a certain time to help her out. So I had to leave all of Kyle's new friends and Beautiful for now, somewhat relived, as now I didn't have to worry about making a fool of myself.
After helping my cousin with the final touches on her room, I head back slowly hoping that maybe my roommate's new friends were gone, especially Beautiful, so I didn't have to make myself look dumb in front of four new strangers, and they all happen to be girls at that, and not one of them bad looking. Well I get back to my dorm room and alas, my usual luck kicks in like always, they're in there watching one of my all time favorite movies, The Blues Brothers. I took one quick sweep of the room and noticed that Kyle was on his bed with one of the girls next to him. I was somewhat relived that it wasn't the one I call Beautiful for now, because this meant to my knowledge that I could still have a chance at getting to know her better, in a non-rude sort of way. Continuing on with the "sweep" of the room my eyes came upon a nice looking girl sitting propped up on my fridge where she was before Wal-Mart. Directly in front of me sitting up against my closet doors was another good looking girl. Finally I found her, sitting to the right of the previously mentioned girl, up against my other closet door under the Corona Soccer ball was the girl I had my eyes on. Disappointed I couldn't sit next to her, I took a seat on my bed and watched the movie. Every time a scene I thought was funny I would check to see if she too was laughing. Every time she was, and this made me feel great, as I found out we shared the same type of humor. Getting a little braver, I started making conversation with her about the movie and quoting some of my favorite lines, as I have a knack for remembering movie lines or jokes. With each re-told joke she would laugh along with all her other friends making me feel more secure that they all found me nice and at least funny. So after the movie ended thinking quickly on my feet, I offered another movie that I prayed she would find funny, it was always one of my most favorite movies, Ferris Buellers Day Off. With great luck she had never seen this movie before and I knew she would enjoy it. So we were about to put it in, when a miracle happened, the girl to her left, sat up and walked out of the room. So I put the movie in and very very very timidly sat down next to her as casual as possible. She seemed to not even notice I was there. That could have been a good thing though, as I just about flopped down out of nervousness. The movie went on and we all shared laughs at Matthew Broderick's antics as he dodged another day of school. About midway through after holding conversations with her and growing more comfortable around her I went in for my first real move. Ever so slowly I moved my hand toward hers in hopes she would respond. Well my hand ever so slightly touched hers and just as fast as it had grazed her hand I pulled mine back, out of sheer nervousness. A few minutes later I re-tried the attempt, and this time sorta held my hand there as if hers was in the way of mine and just left it there. So there we were sitting, hands touching but not really doing anything for me, besides creating an awkward moment. Again several moments went by and this time I knew it had to be a real attempt this time. No more sissying out and trying to play it off as an "accident." This time I pulled my hand up to hers and locked my pinkie finger around hers. She turned to me and gave me a quick smile and then went to watching the movie some more. I was sure I was interrupting the movie with my heart, because it was racing faster then my dads Viper and even more loudly. Doing a quick check I noticed it was only me who noticed this. Getting a little bit braver our hands became more then just pinkies but a nice little palm in palm but not finger locked. we stayed like this until the movie was over. I asked her what she thought of it, and to my relief she replied that it was now one of her new all time favorites, just like mine.
Well after that movie Kyle offered one of his and mine favorite movie, The Boondock Saints. So we put the movie into my Xbox 360 pressed play and again sat next to each other, but without the hand holding at first. Maybe ten minutes in I once again moved my hand toward hers and again we held hands palm in palm style. About two-thirds into the movie I took one deep breath adjusted my hand and slowly started to lock fingers with hers. I was nervous and practically sweating, but she turned her head back to me smiled, and accepted the offer. My entire body shook and I got that "warm fuzzy feeling" that you get. Finally it was the first move toward possibly dating this girl I was rapidly falling for.
Well the movie ended and we all decided to call it a night. Sense we all became friends that night, we all decided it would be fun to have a college "slumber party" if you will and sleep in my room. Trying to be as courteous as possible I offered my bed to Erin(finally found out her name). She gladly accepted and I left her to it starting the night sleeping on the floor. About a half hour went by and I couldn't get comfortable. The thought of maybe sharing my bed with Erin came to mind, but I instantly thought otherwise. After several more minutes lying on my hard dorm room floor I thought, well if she was willing to hold my hand it could be worth a shot. I got up and ever so nervously stumbled my way over to my bed tripping over everything, and got within whispering distance of Erin. I don't think I have ever been so mixed up with emotions ever before in my life. I was above all nervous as hell, anxious, and fearful all at the same time. Very nervously I asked if I may join her on my bed for the night, as I could not fall asleep on the floor. What seemed like decades on end, she finally said one word that made my heart soar, yes. I climbed into my bed with so many mixed emotions I was a train wreck.
To start the night in my bed I was completely balled up on the far end of my bed as far from Erin as possible so as not to come off like a pimp or something. Maybe five minutes that seemed like five days passed, and Erin and I were just laying there staring at each other with a smile on both of our faces from total opposite ends of the bed. Not one word spoken between the two of us. Thinking I couldn't possibly get any more messed up emotionally, I slowly crawl my way towards her. Responding to this, she crawls towards me and there we are face to face laying in bed just staring intently into the others eyes. Now my heart beating even faster and louder and my body trembling and whole body sweating like I'm crossing the finish line of a 5K marathon or something, I slowly close the gap between my lips and hers. Hanging my head there for what seemed like twice my lifetime times one-hundred, she finally leaned in and pressed her lips to mine ever so softly. At first, not realizing what just happened I'm not really kissing back. Then after a quick second I regain my composure and kiss back putting all my effort into not screwing this up. It was right then and there to this second of me finishing this typed sentence, the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. At that very moment I believe I have meet the one person whom I hope to be with forever.
I Love You Sweetie.
The New Racket and Fun Times with Friends
Well my new racket came in, it's rafael Nadal's babolat aero drive and so far it' working pretty good. It defiantly took some getting used to as it has a much different feel from other babolat(Andy Roddicks). In a good way though, once I got used to the feel the serves and winners just kept coming off the strings of the racket. Hopefully it will be a great first season of college tennis and I cant wait for the season to start.
As of late I've been having great times with my friends. We have been hanging out quite often and joking around. Tonight we went to B-Dubs and had a fun time watching ND beat Louisville in basketball. It was fun listening to Erin just keep making funny jokes. After listening to the music in B-Dubs Kyle and I got motivated to blast 90's music like Walking On the Sun, Tubthumping, Men In Black Theme, Jock Jams Mix, and Cotton Eyed Joe. So far this past week has been going much better then normal!! Hopefully it stays this way.
As of late I've been having great times with my friends. We have been hanging out quite often and joking around. Tonight we went to B-Dubs and had a fun time watching ND beat Louisville in basketball. It was fun listening to Erin just keep making funny jokes. After listening to the music in B-Dubs Kyle and I got motivated to blast 90's music like Walking On the Sun, Tubthumping, Men In Black Theme, Jock Jams Mix, and Cotton Eyed Joe. So far this past week has been going much better then normal!! Hopefully it stays this way.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Tennis Practices
As a Freshmen, I'm still trying to earn the respect of my fellow teammates. I've been trying my hardest to blend in and make a good impression on the coach, and my teammates. So far in my opinion it's failed. For the past couple weeks we've been on the court practicing, my game just fails me. Of course i haven't picked up my racket since the season for high school ended.(unless of course you count bringing it down here, because technically i picked it up) To be honest though I'm a little worried because my game has never started off so slowly. It could be the fact that it's college and I feel like it could be out of my league, but watching my fellow teammates play I know I can compete. Hopefully my game will come back soon and the addition of my new racket that is coming in on Wednesday will prove as a nice pick me up. As of now I'm in limbo until my game finds me again.
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