Saturday as usual....

I am going to donate my hair to "Locks of Love", which is a charity that donates hair to cancer patients. I figured since I'm already chopping off my locks, I might as well make sure that somebody else will treat them better than I do. Hoo-rah for me!

Today....

• I learned the chords to C, D, and G and how to read notes in my guitar lesson.
• I realized that I have bipolar hair.
• I toyed with the idea of strip-teasing my cousins when I visit their home in conservative Pennsylvania.
• I ate by the shitloads.
• Got three hours of volunteer service down. 37 more to go.

Oh, Friday we had Free Sport Day again. I did the exact same thing I was doing last Friday. I honestly have nothing better to do. Brooke and the other girls are all giddy, gossiping and laying about on the court. I'm mildly hyperactive, so I like to jog around and kick the ball for a little bit. Anywho, I walked up to Coach and smiled, "Hey, coach! Wanna see a trick?" I exclaim eagerly, positioning the ball between my feet. She sat upright and studied me, "Yeah, definitely."

So, I did my world famous Rainbow and it didn't stick so well. It did go up in the air, but it went over my left side, which I didn't like. My disappointment showed though, but she was still impressed. "Are you trying out for the team?"

I shook my head and shrugged. I could tell she was analyzing me through her sunglasses, "You should. With my help, I think you could even make it. You have potential."

At this point, I was like, Whaaaa? So, I asked, "...I don't know. Think I should?"

And this is the part that shocked me. She says, "Yeah, I'm the coach for the J.V team. I'd like to see you try out next year."

I did not know that. SCORE!