Well, I totally have not updated in a long time. I'm not even sure if people still read this. Anyways...
Last Friday was our senior bball game. (We lost, but Jenn and me both scored 15, so that was sweet.) But it was sadder than I thought it would be. Even though I didn't cry, I did get a lil choked up honestly. Firstly, Mr. Placito almost had me crying long before warm ups even started. He's like another dad to me. Secondly, during warm ups, I realized that my brother (Kristie too) had drove home for the game; that was a pretty freaking sweet surprise. Gulsum read me an awesome speech before the game, and my whole U9 Cobra team came to watch.
It was a fun night, but I realized that I'll probably never play an organized game of basketball after the next week or two. I'll never play with Jenny again.
Its only basketball, but it has been a big part of me these last few years. But I guess its not over yet. We have a couple of games left. I'll deal.

