good day.

today was a good day, overall. i watched my baby sister play three softball games, between which we sat and made fun of the rest of her team. they're all interesting to some degree, but my favorite is kaitlin, nicknamed fat. shes 12, wears her shoulder length hair a couple inches behind her hairline like a unicorn horn, and is obsessively addicted to pete wentz. i suffered the same affliction when i was about that age, but a) that was before fall out boy signed to island and totally and became sellouts and b) that was before pete and ashley...got pregnant/engaged [puke!] and c) that was in the day when the band was cool. shes a headache and a half..very loud and obnoxious and rude, especially to her parents. i dont know why, but that bothers me. when people verbally abuse other people. like she'll be out of gatorade and say something like MOM. GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND GET ME SOME GATORADE. in a really demanding voice. not cool, teeniebopper. not cool.

then i had softball practice. it was a good one, too. working hard and playing hard are the things that make softball feel like accomplishing something to me. im good, and that adds some degree of enjoyment to the game also, but if i run and throw and play as hard as i can until im sore and tired, i know that im that much better than the girl who doesnt give it her everything. lame, cliche, yes. but im an athlete, as much as im an artist or a student or anything else. golf isnt as much a run hard, die hard kind of thing, but its a challenge that presents itself harder each time a goal is met. and my other love, hockey. skate, sweat. skate. its a rush. im a beast on the ice...a dirty player, also. if it wasnt social suicide, i might consider playing with the guys. but the girls get intense too. im a notorious tripper, i slash sometimes and check more often. once i punched a girl in the face, and it was liberating. ive been called just about everything on the ice. but its fun. especially walking around with your team and trash talking other teams. it builds bonds. which is another thing i love about hockey.. my second family. aaanyway. then theres eventing, which is like no other. i love horses..theyre a big part of my life and always will be. most of my deepest darkest secrets have been whispered into the ear of a horse, and many tears have been shed into the mane of one. there isnt another sport that requires precise communication between yourself and a partner like that. and the feeling right before your horses feet hit the ground on high jumps feels like youre going to fall forever. its amazing.

tomorrow is gonna be exciting..i start drivers training and zach is coming home. i should probably get some sleep, in preparation.

goodnight, fans..friends.
love,kaatie