soccer

Today was ok, I didn't do much.

Tonight was great, I decided to go to the rec. center and play some indoor. When I got to the court there were two guys playing on one end (the badminton nets were set up, and there were a bunch of Indian guys playing). So, I decided to go to the opposite end a just juggle a bit, and kick against the wall. Then, after about ten minutes one of the guys playing soccer comes over and asks if I want to kick some with them. I got over there and one of them had to leave. The guy introduced himself, his name was Davis, and that he had played soccer his whole life. We just started juggling and passing back and forth, shooting every now and then. After a while of that, I passed it to him with my left foot and it ended up behind him. I told him the last few times I had played, I had been working on my left foot work, so it was still a little shaky sometimes. He said that's what practice is for, and asked if I want him to pass me some so that I could shot with my left. I said sure, and I ended up making like 9 out of 10. I felt really good about my left, but then he said, " You just missed 1 out of 10, you're better with your left than your right". So, all in all tonight I really felt good out there on the court.

Sorry you just read all of that, because it was only about soccer.


p.s. I'm thinking about playing intramural soccer this fall. 4v4 outside.

new school year.

So, school started back today, we'll get back to this later on. Last night I got in bed around 12 and I sat on the internet till about 1. It's 1 in the morning I'm laying in bed, it's pitch black and i can't sleep. My mind was going 1,000 thoughts/ hour. I realized that I'm ready to move on to the next stage of my life! I'm ready to be out of school, and start out new (with my special someone).

One of the many thoughts on my mind is my tattoo, that I've been wanting so badly lately (but not quite sure what I want). I decided that I was going to figure out what I wanted. After about 15 minutes of thinking it just hit me. I had it picked out. "Psalm 30:5- weeping may last through the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning". This is a very powerful verse to me because I screw up daily, but I know that with each morning brings a new hope. This is also in a song by one of my favorite groups Cool Hand Luke, and the song is "The Fires of Life". So, let me know what you think.

Okay, so back to the sleep thing. I laid in bed until about 4:30 and finally got to sleep.

My first class was Intermediate Graphic Design at 9 am, and my professor is new at UAB, he just came from LA where he was an "art director" at a design firm. I have a good feeling about this class, and one of the main reasons is Prof. Schiacca. I hope to learn a lot from him.
Then, Art since 1945, with Jessica Dallow at 2 pm. I really think that I'm going to get a lot out of this class, because it's about modern/ contemporary art.

So, the first day went smooth.

flag football

So, tonight a few of the guys and I were going to throw the ball around a little (flag football season starts the beginning of September). When we got to the field another team was already there practicing. We decided to ask them if they wanted to scrimmage. They wanted to, and we played amazing. We looked really good on offense with Palmore and Joe as receivers and Chase at Quarterback. I think we have a good chance this year.

We are gonna play on Monday nights, so if you can come and watch. DO IT!

p.s. This is my first real blog, and I promise they won't all be as boring as this.