The Girl with the Goalden Boot

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

 

I knew it was coming...but I didn't know it'd be this soon. I knew my practising penalties in the backyard, against my dad's wishes, would catch up with me.

There's a HUGE crack on the window, caused by the ball which ricocheted from the edge of a flowerpot. The ironic thing was that I was trying to stop the ball when it happened.

It took me five hours before I had the guts to tell my dad. And right now, it's the calm before the storm.

I'm feeling queasy at the moment, and I feel terrible for the damage. :(

I need some hugs.

edit: That murder-suspect dream from last night was a sign...

Lola Nadal 9:10 PM