Don't you just love it when I tell you 'bout things that you neither caused nor can do nothing about? (So, pointless stories?) Well, o' course you do! So I'll tell you one right now! Meanwhile, to keep you all interested, I'll write in a Bri'ish dialect.
Well, at me soccer game, everyone kept getting hurt, so they needed a mid-fielder/fielder/full back, and while I usually play defense the coach said I had a "good foot" and put me in as offense for the second half. Apparently, I was really good, even according to me older sis, which, believe me, means somethin'.
But we still lost, 10-0. In our defense, we were playing Varsity (we're JV), and they had a ninth grader who used to go to SOME OTHA' SCHOOL!
We almost made one goal, and it would've been my assist. One girl came running up, and I just took the ball and kicked it halfway down the field to my friend, but then the goalie lunged for it.
IN OTHER NEWS!
Tomorrow I'll be telling you how to spot an alien on the elevator by showing you the kind of conversation they will try to make.
IN MORE OTHER NEWS!
Okay, I'm going to ask a bunch of question I KNOW you don't know, maybe a couple free-bees, and you have to GUESS in the comments! YAY! I'll tell you the answers later.
1. What's the color of my hair?
2. Eye color?
3. What's my favorite band/singer?
a. Katy Perry
c. We The Kings
d. Miley Cyrus
4. My favorite action movie?
b. Bourne Supremacy/Ultimatum
c. The Transporter
d. Mr. And Mrs. Smith
5. Which of these animals like me?
Your (Sore!) BEDA Blogger,
P.S. For your entertainment and some laughs: