Day 5 or 6 i don't
remember haha: Favorite Sport.
Oh goodie.
My favorite topic.
Not.
I love
volleyball. It's my passion. I'm great at it when I practice with
my Dad, or friends or something. But when I'm under pressure
(like a coach is there) I just suck. And I don't get
it.
Well I do,
because I got JV last year which I really don't care about
because barely any people from my grade made JV, but my coach was
terrible. I was really good at practice, but she didn't notice
the good things I did. She just pointed out my
mistakes.
And I know
coaches are supposed to do that, but she NEVER did that to anyone
else but me. She picked favorites. She never put me in games. And
if she did, she took me out after like a minute of
playing.
Her
absolute favorite never got taken out. She made so many
mistakes, more than I did. But she never took her out. And she
got tired. She never took her favorites out, and they got tired.
And that's why we lost so many games. She should have took them
out and let us play. She never gave us a chance to proove to her
what we were capable of doing. She never treated us like a team.
She slammed served into our faces and we couldn't hit them back.
So how were we supposed to learn from that?
Oh btw, she
was 15. A year older than me.
I hate her
so much. She completely blew my confidence with
volleyball.
I thought I
was good but now I feel like I'm not.
OHH. One day
we were having volleyball practice over the summer with the
volleyball coach, and she came in for like a minute to drop her
little sister off. She was like walking right towards me and went
past me and hugged my friend Faith and was like "Faithhh! I
thought I'd give all of the great players who were on my JV team
a hug!"
She walked
right past me, looked at me, and walked off.
If I could
have choked her I would.
nmf
