Last Friday's game of ultimate was slightly annoying. Although my friends and I have been playing at least once a week all year long, as soon as the sun comes out, everyone else wants to get involved. Normally this would be a good thing except that last week we had more than 30 people show up. This meant that we had to split the field to accommodate two games and that (especially as more people continued to show up) every team was over-saturated with players. In other words, over-participation is an easy way to ruin a game of ultimate.
We ended up putting the n00bs on one field and us regulars on the other but we were still playing 8v8 on a tiny field. Having so many players on the field meant that injuries were more likely to occur, and they did, to me.
First, I got clothes-lined by my friend Ben, who is 6'4" or something like that. "Clothes-lined" might not be the right word because my forward momentum (I'm super fast guys) met the swing of his backhand with full force. I came out the side with a bloody lip, having successfully bitten through a large chunk of skin that was still attached to my mouth.
The healing has been fine but now the wound is starting to sting like a damn canker sore and it limits the kinds of foods I can eat for now (sorry jalepeno chips).
Next, my other friend Ben stepped on my foot. He's a pretty fast guy so I could've guessed that his legs were powerful, but I not nearly as powerful as they felt when he bore down squarely on the top of my foot with his cleats. Ouch. The good news is that the bruise is starting to yellow, which my roommate says indicates that it's getting better.
The problem is that I'm very small and so any contact with other, larger, players tends to end in injury on my behalf. It's a rough life but I'd like to think it makes me a little tougher (bitchier).
February 26, 2008
February 14, 2008
Cuptertino
I leave for Cupertino, California in approximately 4.5 hours and I am decidedly unhappy about it. Perhaps unhappy isn't the best word for it, but I'm definitely in a crabby mood and there's no changing that.
Maybe it's the fact that this quarter has really done a number on me. It seems like I'm constantly tired and always in a rush. I never seem to have enough time in the day to do the things I want to do and when I do take my time, I fall precariously behind. The recent string of sunny days has been refreshing but is by no means a substitute for Spring and everything associated with it: new classes, trips to the beach, playing ultimate, and looking for a new apartment.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm leaving on Valentine's Day. I'm not a particularly sentimental person but my recent moodiness makes me vulnerable to a whole slew of typical human emotions. Sometimes I think that sentimental people are foolish and unrealistic. But today, I'd like nothing more than a bouquet of tulips and to snuggle under the covers watching Beauty and the Beast.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm generally an angry person and the idea of committing to something that would otherwise be fun (i.e. a free trip to California, a road trip during Spring break, or any other number of events) makes me uncomfortable and crabby. Someone in my major actually called me out on being an angry person yesterday when I was under the impression that only my closest friends were aware of that. It's sad to think that I exude so much anger that even a person who I only interact with during classroom conversations can tell I'm an angry person. I should probably work on that.
Maybe it's the fact that this quarter has really done a number on me. It seems like I'm constantly tired and always in a rush. I never seem to have enough time in the day to do the things I want to do and when I do take my time, I fall precariously behind. The recent string of sunny days has been refreshing but is by no means a substitute for Spring and everything associated with it: new classes, trips to the beach, playing ultimate, and looking for a new apartment.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm leaving on Valentine's Day. I'm not a particularly sentimental person but my recent moodiness makes me vulnerable to a whole slew of typical human emotions. Sometimes I think that sentimental people are foolish and unrealistic. But today, I'd like nothing more than a bouquet of tulips and to snuggle under the covers watching Beauty and the Beast.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm generally an angry person and the idea of committing to something that would otherwise be fun (i.e. a free trip to California, a road trip during Spring break, or any other number of events) makes me uncomfortable and crabby. Someone in my major actually called me out on being an angry person yesterday when I was under the impression that only my closest friends were aware of that. It's sad to think that I exude so much anger that even a person who I only interact with during classroom conversations can tell I'm an angry person. I should probably work on that.
February 12, 2008
Wintertime blues
I'm flying out to Cupertino on Thursday for two days of training at Apple. I'll be missing Valentine's Day but I'm a practical girl and it doesn't bother me; we're celebrating on Saturday anyway. I rescheduled my tutoring hours and I'll be turning in some of my papers early. Instead of going to class, I'll be spending time in California visiting Apple headquarters. My flight, meals, and lodgings are all paid for.
Still, I don't really want to go. I'm tired and overworked this quarter and I've never longed for Spring more. Every ray of sun beckons to me - I really just want to go to the beach, or fast-forward to the Spring when I can play ultimate every day and lay out in the sun.
Fuck you, Winter!
Still, I don't really want to go. I'm tired and overworked this quarter and I've never longed for Spring more. Every ray of sun beckons to me - I really just want to go to the beach, or fast-forward to the Spring when I can play ultimate every day and lay out in the sun.
Fuck you, Winter!
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