I'm home sick today, as you may be able to tell. I probably wouldn't feel like crap anymore if I didn't play in the game yesterday. I played a lot, considering I didn't go to practice the day before. My mom was suprised I played more than one quarter seeing as I really couldn't breathe all that well.
I'm not quite sure why I don't update this more often. I mean I update my Xanga. I think I'm just an idiot that's lazy. Um...I'm at Caitlyn's house. She and Ryan are downstairs. I don't think Michelle appreciates it when Caitlyn and I call her and demand to know where Chelsea is. But where is Chelsea?
I think by now it's pretty obvious that I'm not gunna get a whole lot done on my Live Journal. Um...Caitlyn's house smells funny, but anything is better than mine. Casey ass-ed it up. ...K bye