Drawing to a close

Yep, in another day and a half I'll no longer be living here. Sorry all my posts are about traveling but that's basically what my will is being bent to by my parents.

I packed up my Xbox this afternoon. That's usually the point where it finnaly hits me that time is running short, because my xbox is like the only thing I never move in the house. It just sits there most of the time collecting dust, dont play it much anymore except if I get a new game or have nothing relatively constructiveto use my time for. For the most part I'm packed, a few odds and ends left to shut in the boxes. Mde shure my Leatherman wasnt in any of my carry-ons. That would stink to loose somthing that cost $75 to the customs agent, who would probably pocket it. Got my clothes packed, that's a funny experience to go through your clothes and select the ones to travel with, that's when you see wich ones you really like.

The ingratitude of people here is amazeing. If somone asks you to do somthing for them and it's not perfect they hold you responsable. Example: I bought a CD player this last summer and used it at the farm (the white one I carryed around for those of you who were there), the neighbor kid had asked me to get him a CD player and since this one was fully loaded I gave it to him upon my return. The next day he comes to me and says that the screen dosnt work. I assured him that it did when I gave it to him and he said it did but died abruptly after the first day, he gave it back and told me to get him a different one. Now this kid is my age, and the adults are worse. Thank goodness I bought it at Best Buy and got a BBY warrenty with it. My dad took it back on one of his trips and exchanged it. When I gave it to him I made it clear that I was only going to work a miracle once and he had better take care of it. Bahh. Kids these days. Espesially here where arrogace is indoctrinated into yougsters.

I started a rubber-band ball tonight. Got a large buckeye marble and put about 60 rubber-bands on it to start. Cant wait till my dad asks where all his rubber bands are :P

Monday I played in another Basketball tournament like the one I posted about a month or so ago. This time, to genneral annoyance of the basketball players, we arrived and found out that it was a whole "sports day" and basketball was not in the morning starting at 8 AM (in a town it took us an hour to drive to and we hurryed to get there on time) but in the afternoon starting at 2 PM. So what could we do? GO TO THE BEACH OF COURSE!! And we did, and had a most excellent time. I had a nice, probably my last till Christmas vacation, nap on the beach and whent back to the tournament pumped. We got there about 15 min before the games started and found out that we had a new coach that had never been to our practices and to my knowlege had never seen us play. And, drat my luck, I got picked for the first match. Well we played and creamed the first team 24 to 14 or somthing. We lost the secound match but it was because my team stinks at blocking long shots and that was the other team's speciality. But what really made it worth it was after all was done the coach said that I played very well. And I'm the happyer for it.

Ok this is like three posts worth. Hope you enjoyed reading it.

the Fiish