Derpin' up

Tonight was our last regular season home softball game. Our opponent was Johnson County Central (JCC). After warm ups, I sprinted into the dugout to read the starting line-up much to my displeasure, under the sub catagory it said "A. Stofer 13"... Great, I thought, another lousy game in which a  derp-up freshman is starting the game in my position. But, oh well, you don't question Coach Bob's Positional Theories no matter how radical they seem. At the end of the first inning we were up 3-0, and at the end of the second inning we were up 7-0. "Stofer!" Coach Bob yelled, "Git over here and bat for Griz." Finally! I jumped off of that bench and frantically looked for my disgusting smelling batting gloves. The pitcher pitched me four balls, and two of them were in the dirt, and the other two were way over my head, so I was walked to first. When I got on base, I stole second, and the girl behind me got a single hit soon afterward. Then, the next girl in line hit a line drive over the left fielder's head. By the time the ball was hit, I was already half way to third base because of my lead-off, and I paused for a second to look at Coach Bob. He was waving his hands in the air and shouting, "Run Stofer Run! Score! Go 4! Go Home! You better slide if I tell you to! Run Stofer Run! Rounding third, I could see the catcher at home ready to recieve the throw from left field. The throw went over her head, and I didn't have to slide, but I realized after I started walking back to the dugout that I never touched home plate, I had stepped right over it. I looked up at my wonderful mother sitting at the top of the stands. She was waving her hands and motioning me to go back and touch the plate. I looked at her and somehow with my eyes told her to keep it quiet, she did. The Ump never called me out, and none of the coaches or players saw it. Now I know for next time that I need to adjust my strides to ensure that I actually touch the base, although it is quite hard to adjust your strides while you are sprinting at your top speed (which in my case, isn't very fast...) I scored the 11th run for my team and the game was won by our team 12-0.

On the topic of derping up, today when I was practically running up the stairs to get to English 2 on time, I fell up the stairs with a long line of people behind me. I quickly recovered from the fall and looked up only to see the guy who absolutely drives me crazy standing at the top of the stairs. This guy starts drama about everyone, he spreads/starts rumors, twists peoples' words, and backstabbs people daily. It was no surprise when later that day many people were talking about my "uncontrollable ditsiness" and my "awkward clumsiness". And he also started a rumor about me "falling for guys"... really? We are in high school, not kindergarten. Grow. Up. I just think it is terrible that people choose the girls who have never had a boyfriend and tell them that they "fall for so many guys" and "get around" etc. School has only been in session for a month and a half and I am already tired of all the drama. Why can't we all get along?? If I could create a perfect, drama-free soceity, I would.