Wow, I'm becoming an avid Bloggerer now. :)
Anyway, I just came back from softball practice, and there is my assistant coach named Charles. Everyone on my team believes he is extremely...captivating? I dunno, I want to avoid using "hot." Well, he is handsome, but he seriously needs to get a personality. Besides, he's too old for us: 19.
I try not to look at him because I just...don't, because I don't want a person whom everyone believes is attractive to distract me from focus on the game.
So, he was doing soft toss with me, and every time I hit the whiffle practice ball thing, I would unintentionally back up. Soon I got so far away I couldn't even hit the whiffly ball, and he beckoned me to come closer, with Tessa, my teammate, saying, "Hey, why do you keep backing up, Renee? Are you scared of Charles or something?"
When we were picking up the whifflies, I whispered, "Yes!" I'm afraid he might have heard it! He's always done what I have done to him (avoiding with a smile in the back of your head), but maybe he got that I really dislike him. Not that I really mind, as I could really not do with guys in my life (ahem, my guy friend). Since I constantly forget to look at the ball when I swing and I miss, he has to remind me to look at the ball (!). I see it gets on his nerves because he does it so often. Oops.<:)
About Me
- r e n e e
- a "im up, what more do you want from me?" sticker hideously controls the back of my door, and i always tell myself to tear it down. my roommate/ awarded older brother put it on there as a joke, but now i view it as one of those inspirational-quotes that major corporations hang on their employees cubical thinking that it is honestly going to inspire after the second day. perhaps it sum's up the extent to which i am motivated. "im alive, what more do you want from me world?" it's a glorious and underrated mantra regardless. - the orphaned anything's, memoir of a lesser known :: nineteen, female, believes there's more to living than just being alive.
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