2 posts tagged “parents”

Hee Hee, i have a crush.

I forgot what it felt like to be real into someone, and be excited to see them and spend time with them. I got to hang out with him and i'm all smiley :)

And that sweet pain of realizing it might not be returned. I can't say for sure if he's into me. But i do know i missed that panicked feeling in my stomach when i realized how much i'm starting to like him and he might not like me back.

i've been so busy with school and work and coaching and trying to get a future together that i havent even looked twice and a guy. ever. i've thought this guys was cute for awhile, but we're both so busy i barely talked to him. i finally got a chance to spend time with him and i had alot of fun talking to him. he laughed, i laughed, i smiled, he smiled. i giggled like a school girl to my mom and dolo on the phone the next day. i havent felt this way in quite some time. it feels good. even if the feeling is not mutual, i'm having a good time getting to know him and indulging in horribly embarrassing puppy love behavior. i hope i get to spend some time with him soon.

wow, vomit. sorry about that little rant. moving on.

My first semester of school is almost over. HOORAY! of course it's been procrastination station. i don't do school work any other way. on wednesday i'll be done with all my big stuff and i can coast on to sweet sweet summer. where i only have to worry about the job i hate and coaching amazing girls with some less than stellar parents. not all of them, just a few.

Email i got from one parent today:

Jenna,

I am concerned with the cheer that was said right before our team took the field in the 2nd half of yesterday's game against Pike.  If I heard correctly, I believe the girls ended the cheer with something along the lines of "we're going to kick your what?".  If this is somewhat accurate, then I think it is quite obvious that "what" is to be replaced with another word.  I personally don't believe this is appropriate for the girls to be cheering.  This is disrespectful to the other team and it reflects poorly on ZYSA, the parents of this team, and yourself.  I hope you will have the girls refrain from saying this cheer in the future.  If I heard this incorrectly, please advise me, but I know other parents at the game interpreted it as I had.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. I replied back that i understand and will make sure the girls use other cheers. Soccer parents, their a whole different breed.

We got a win and a tie this weekend...and they played AWESOME both games. i was very happy about that.

Man. monday night TV is killlllling me:

One Tree Hill

How I met Your Mother

House

the Hills

I CAN'T DECIDE!!!!!

Greetings from Cincinatti, OH. me and my mom just got done with two games. Well, i got done coaching...she got done picking fights with the other teams parents. just like old time. apparently the other teams parents were mad because they called a goal back. it went out of bounds, bent back in, and went in the goal. to all you non-soccer players...that equals not a goal. but it was a big deal to the parents. my mom calmy explained (After the ref did as well) that it means that the ball was out of bounds first. the dad points his finger at my mom and says:

"IF this ends in a 1-1 tie..."

"...what? your kid won't go to college,you'll lose your house, and won't be able to buy groceries? it's a 12 year olds soccer game, get over it."

to which his very witty reply to my mom was:

"YOU get over it."

ohhhh soccer parents. i hate them.

anyways, we lost both our games today. bummer. but we played very well the second game. i think my girls were more excited to go to the indoor waterpark our hotel has. and who wouldn't be? plus, it FRICKING freezing standing out there yelling at my girls to "MARK UP!"

i had some aches in my heart seeing all the girls running around and playing. i mean, soccer tournaments were my life from age 12-18. last time i was with my mom at a hotel, we were playing my last tournament in portage, MI and i had a pulled hamstring, since it was my last tournament, i played anyways. now, if you've never had a pulled hamstring, it's horribly painful. you are very restricted in movement. poor me was put up at forward since i would do less damage up there. me being a defender my whole life...well, i was lost. but i limped and gimped my way into scoring a goal. and thats how i got nicknamed Llama, because of the way i was running my coach yelled out, "c'mon LLAMA!" memories.

now i'm being put up in fancy hotels and bundling up in as much zionsville gear as possible to stand on the sidelines and attempt to coach my girls to victory. not so much this weekend, but their having a good time. lord knows i dont want to be the person to make them hate soccer.

good thing i love hanging out with my mom. we're going out to dinner at olive garden and then probably hanging out tonight. as for right now, i'm gonna take a nap. i was up at 630 this morning. vomit.