Well, today started out pretty boring. My room was a mess, which I really didn’t notice till’ around 4:00pm, so I’m going to definatly going to need to do that later. In sports, I was very dissapointed that the Rockets lost in their playoff game, and I have been ever since I found out about it. Everyone says that if you think the loss is all T-Mac’s falt, you were wrong, and I can’t blame them. (Click Picture 2 See Why) I guess I’ll never listen to Jazz music again. ;) Anyway, I got so bored that I decided I would actually go outside and play basketball for at least 10 min. 
When I got out, I actually played for about 5 minutes untill someone shouted out my name. It was my good friend Braden. He’s in 3rd grade, but I must say, he’s very smart. Him and 2 other 3rd - 5th grade friends of his and mine asked me if I could play. ”Sure.” I really had nothing much better to do, and what would a little sprinting, 2 on 2 basketball, mini-olimpics, human hurdles, and human garbage can rolling do to a person? LOTS OF PAIN. About 15 minutes after all that madness, my father and mother came out to watch us. Once they started playing baseball, I got out of hand. The ball was hitting my mother’s van, and by the look on her face you could tell she was pissed. I quickly snapped at my imature friends to cut it out. Once the girl in the bunch left, I asked the guys if they wanted to look at the stars with my dad. They said sure. It was only till’ later did I realize what I did. My dad was getting after them for touching the lens, and they only had like a 15 minute attension- spand, so 40 minutes of preparing really didn’t help. The guys thought it would be so interesting that they brought Chips, Animal Crackers, And even Soda. Well, I provided the Animal Crackers and Soda. Coka-Cola to be exact. It was around 9:00pm so we all decided. Then I got the crazy idea to post it all on my blog. So that was my day. Exausting. Nothing like a day that keeps you running and makes you never stop.
