Wednesday

Apparently now we are receiving blog topics at the commencement of each class.
As I have been lax in my postings this can only be a positive change.
Even though , well, never mind
Softball has been an up and down emotional experience
Exactly what I have come to expect and love
Perhaps this reflects my personal life
I do seem to thrive and seek out emotional corruption and disorder
It is far to early in the day to begin commenting on psychology of my daily actions
But I do find myself being entirely and wholly consumed by my thoughts
Daily epiphanies have evolved into second nature
I come to expect them, not so much looking forward to them and seeking them out,
but just letting them present themselves as they may
Phenomenal day of softball Tuesday night
After being defeated Monday night in the opening game of the tournament, we faced a must win situation
We were able to overcome and early deficit and win confidently 19-10
Our reward: another game in ten minuets
This game however was not a game, the outcome was determined in just 3 innings
We were the victors, 20-5.
Great success
We play on Thursday against a team who had been previously undefeated until last night when they lost to the current undefeated team in our bracket.
I am eager to play and get back on to the field
Injuries and all are thrown carelessly to the waysides
This is playoff season, my time
I do see myself making an appearance at church after the completion of our current softball season
I do enjoy my fellow teammates, and in all honesty, I will miss them
ahahahah, no not really, and you;d be a fool to believe that was why I would show my face in church
Curiosity more than anything. I do plan on playing co-ed in the fall.
Originally I was going to play for the Hospital and for Westside, however there will be this little thing called nursing school I will be attending at the same time
So perhaps I will remain with just one team
Micro is proving to be an admirable challenge this summer semester
My instructor is brilliant in regards to the field in which she teaches
And she expects the same from us
She does however make it a point to establish continual eye contact with I during her lectures
An additional TB skin test has been preformed on me yesteray
Damn nursing school requirements
I have to run over to the Health Dept between classes today and get my shot records
God I hate that place
I have only been there twice
Hopefully I can receive my records and dip
I do not hate that place as a result of the few personal memories I have of it: Kawasaki's disease, early morning arrivals, little black kids rubbing their heads against the waiting room walls; no it is not these memories with create an utter taste of disdain, I just hate people at free clinics.
Every little Mexican jumping bean seems to be their with their small tribe of yelling soccer playing children
And I do believe they hold a daily, even hourly Obama rally in the waiting room
Lights are on, but it's dark up in that bitch
lol
I actually do not care about race, people are just always running around in that place and the small is truly something beyond words
Such fond memories of an unfaithful partner
As if I did not know
I have completely ignored the blog topic for the day, so let me get to it son

Cell phones: Should they be allowed in class?

This does however seem like an essay topic for one the numerous high school tests we were mandated and even threatened to pass. In high school they should be allowed but not to be on, and only to be used in cases of emergencies. Eggs need to focus on receiving whatever education they can, shit, they could even be President one day if The Man lets them again. Gotta keep the forced laborers happy. I'm sure the plantation owners did the same back in the day, throw some chicken their way after the harvest of a bountiful crop, or grant an afternoon off for the attendance of a local watermelon festival. So yes I'm saying rich white American allow the White House to become somewhat less white, after all, he IS half white, so at least he is half right. Oh, cell phones. High school: yes but off and not out and about in public view, and no blue tooth devices. I can even begin to describe how irritating it is to see a blue gum walking around with a blue tooth talking obnoxiously loud in regards to, " I tolds him, I said I said, ain't no way I'm bringing extra for his boys, he betta put a rang on my finga if he wants the goodies, my shit is tight gurl." Yes, no joking. And then I look despairingly to my left and notice a male going by the name of "tater." Yes, tater. I can only assume it is a derivative from the carbohydrate word "potato." Cam pants, bass pro shops shirt, some random rifle brand hat with a fishing hook displayed proudly at the forefront, freckles scattering his pasty white skin, boots made to trump any muddy conditions thrown upon them, all of this accentuated with a lovely wad of chewing tobacco protruding from his check as if a baby where three short seconds away from delivery. As I pass I hear, " well, maybe that last bottle of Jim Bean should of been left in the truck, I found myself chasing after little E(his dog) and damn near drowning in the lake. Never did I find my pants." wtf? I mean, really. I had to follow this guy around for the fifteen minutes as he retold this even to his over weight friend who I assume played a role in the local production of Deliverance. In closing, cell phones in school=restrictions but allowed, cell phones out of school, priceless.