First game

At the first game,which was against John Glenn you have, everyone is always really nervous, but not me. I figured that I wouldn't have any playing time, so I wasn't scared. I can't mess up the game, if I'm not in it. So if I can't mess up the game, then there is nothing to be worried about. So I was sitting the bench the first game. But I made sure I was paying attention so i wouldn't get in trouble. Then after the first game(it was a double header), the coach called me in to play first. That's when the butterflies swarmed to my stomach, my arms and legs started to tremble...I was nervous. I was actually going to be put in the game, taking the spot of a Junior!! I couldn't believe it! I was a little excited that was I playing, but I was scared to death thinking 'omg I can mess up the whole game'. So the next time I went out I went to take my spot, warmed up the infield, and then it was time for the inning to start. After the first inning was over my butterflies left my stomach and my arms and legs were finished with trembling. I thought I was only going to be in there for a little bit, but nope I was in there for the whole second game. Which was a little longer than the first game, but we merced John Glenn both times, so it wasn't like a really long time I was in the game, but it was nice to still be put in.

Making the cut

At the end of try outs they were calling one person by one person, and since I was the only freshman at Varsity try outs, I was last to be called up to find out what team I was on. We were in the competition gym and we were all in a corner while we waited to go upstairs to go and talk to the Varsity coach, the JV coach, and the JV assistant coach, who were all sitting at a table just waiting to talk to us.
After about 30 minutes I was the last one in the corner and he was still talking to the girl in frond of me. I was almost guaranteed I wasn't going to make the team because the Varsity coach said he only wanted 12 girls on the team, and I already counted 10 returning players and I knew that 2 more already made it because I was texting them. Also the girl in front of me looked like she was smiling so i figured she made the team too. That leads them to 13 players, already one more than what he wanted. So why would he put me on the team too? I kept looking at the clock, just to see how much time has gone by. Waiting impatiently it was finally my time to go up to see if I made it.
As I was walking up the stairs I heard them whispering, I wondering what it was about, even though i figured it would be about me. I finally make it to the top of the stairs, and walk over to the table and have a set. I felt like my head was going to explode. The coach asks me if I'm nervous, I try not to show it but truthfully say yes. His response is "good". Then he starts to talk about my playing, he says that he really liked my effort. I just nod my head as he keeps going. "I like it so much, I want you on Varsity," he continues. My mouth drops, keeping a smile. I can barely breathe, but I manage to ask "really?!??!" he responds "yeah!?!?!" going along with the tone in my voice. The JV coaches start telling me to breathe, I just laugh. After that we go down stairs to the team room and start talking about practices, then we are off.
When I get home I want to try to fake my parents out, and pretend to be extremely sad, but it was too hard to get the smile off my face and put a frown there. So my parents knew right away that I made the team. I started to tell them the story of what happened, getting a bigger and bigger smile on my face as I kept going. The same smile comes to my face when I talk about it still.

Practice, practice, practice

Over the past few weeks I have been having a little practice thing with the Stevenson softball coaches. But because try outs are next Monday they have stopped practicing with us. Keeping in mind that try outs are this Monday, is getting me really nervous. My sister Jamie made Varsity softball her freshman year, and because she is my sister I have to try to live up to that. It is hard to make Varsity because they are many older students ahead of me, and sometimes the coaches base the team on age, rather than talent. So around the last week I have been scared, and wondering what is going to happen.

Dog love

I remember the first day i saw my dog, my dad and I were driving home from my pitching lessons and we got a call from my mom. Apparently she was at the pet store with my sisters looking for fish food, but they found out that there were puppies there, and they had to go and look at them as well.



On the phone my mom asked my dad if he wanted a new dog, since the first dog they had was before I was born. My dad said no, he loved his old dog, and he had the hardest job...to put her to sleep. My mom said that she really liked the dog, and wanted us to come down to see him, so since we were already on our way home we decided one more stop can't hurt.



When we got there and I saw him I fell in love with him. He has one blue eye, and one dark brown eye. He was so little he could fit in the palms of my hands. He had the cutest look I've ever seen. I knew that when my dad saw him, he thought the same thing everyone else in my family did.

So we filled out the paperwork to get him and of course you had to choose more than one, so we choose him first, then his sister who looked almost as cute, and then my oldest sisters second favorite. When we got the letter saying that we would get Louis, we were so excited. We kept trying to think of a new name, but none fit him except for Louis. We all didn't like how they spelled Louis, so we changed it to Lewis.

The day we were supposed to pick him up (Saturday) I asked my mom if I could invite my best friend over to come pick him up and see him, she said yes. My mom, my sister Jennifer, my friend Christina, and I went to pick up our new puppy. On our way home, I was the lucky one who got to hold him...or at least I thought I was lucky. He was whining the whole way home. When we finally got home I was relieved.

The first night was terrible. I was sleeping downstairs on our couch and he continued to wake me up with his whining. He was whining so much he woke my dad up, and he was upstairs. When i heard my dad come downstairs to sleep with Lewis, it made me want to too. So i pulled my blanket and pillow up by him and he cuddled me then fell asleep. Because it was only the weekend i had to go back to school on Monday.

While at school going home to play with Lewis was the only thing I could think about. after I made it through the school day and was able to go home, as soon as I walked in the door Lewis was there ready to greet me. He was jumping all over me, licking my hands with his cute little tongue. I knew that nothing could make me not love Lewis, he was my baby. (Even if he was my sisters and moms baby too).

Spring come soon!

Every year at the end of summer I'm always looking forward to winter, to go sledding, Snowboarding (and try my hardest not to run into a tree), and to just jump in the snow. This year was the same way. But when winter finally comes and the cold air hits I always want summer back. this year it seems like I've been waiting forever, and it's still not coming around.









Yesterday when it was actually kind of warm out, I realized that spring should be coming soon, that means no more snow, no more freezing cold days, and the leaves on the trees will return. Also i will be playing more of my favorite sport, softball. I said more because we are an all year round team, we play in a barn, or inside when it's cold out and when it's warm we finally go outside. I like playing outside better because it doesn't feel like an actual game unless we're outside playing on the field.






I love summer because

• Tanning


• Softball


• Schools almost out or is out


• Hanging out with friends


• Lots of free time


• Warm weather


• No need for coats


• Swimming


• Vacations


• Tons of softball tournaments


• Sisters come home from college

Talking about summer makes me want it to come even faster. I can't wait until I finally walk outside and feel that summer breeze and take a breathe of the summer air at last.

About me

The name I was given when born was Jacqueline. A lot of people know me as Jackie. I took my first breath on November 3rd around 4 in the morning. I am currently a freshman at Stevenson High School, and I'm hoping to make their softball team. My three favorite colors are pink, blue, and purple. My best subject is math and my worst is probably history. My friends mean the world to me and I know that they are the best ones I could ever have. I would probably die without my phone, camera, or ipod.

I love:

• Going on the computer
• Playing softball(my positions are pitcher and first base)
• Talking and hanging out with my friends
• Meeting new people
• Texting
• Taking pictures
• Listening to music
• Playing games on the computer

My softball team is the thunderbirds and I think our team is truly amazing. I have many different moods and if you have known me long enough then you probably have seen all of them. I like to talk alot, and sometimes to much. Being hyper is becoming a hobby for me.

I don't like

• People who think they are better than others
• Snow or water in my shoe
• My hair being wet after a shower
• Waking up then going to school
• People who correct spelling, or talking
• People who kill animals for their own entertainment
• People who tell other people they are wrong, when they do the same thing
• Eating cold food, that's supposed to be hot
• Drinking hot chocolate and having it burn your mouth
• Getting popcorn kernels stuck in your teeth
• People who never stop complaining
• People who tap their pencils
• The noise the keyboard makes when your typing
• Coughing, it hurts my throat
  
  

I have four older sisters, and it is truly hard to live up to everyone's expectations. Also I feel like i need to be as good as they are, and that is really difficult.

I am very tall, so when people see me they ask me if I play basketball, and it gets really annoying. Because I don't, I actually hate basketball. It seems like every time I play it, I get hurt somehow. After I say no, they always say "ohhh you should!" and I respond, "no, I really don't like basketball."