hought…Saturday night we had a game against Mount Marty. We knew this was going to be an easy game so we were all pumped to rack up the goals and have some fun. I walked away from that game with two goals, which for me, is amazing.
Just when I start to really believe things cant possibly get any better, I jinx myself and the weekend takes a turn for the worse. I was excited to go out that night because we had a full night of things we could do and they all sounded like a good time. Nothing special arose from the night though and I ended up back at my dorm early and ready for bed. Still though I didn’t let this phase me. In the morning I was leaving for Rockhurst University in Kansas City to see my boyfriend, whom I haven’t seen in a few weeks. I figured a good nights sleep would do me good.
I get up in the morning and get in the car ready to go. It’s still dark when I leave because I wanted to get an early start. I pull out of campus and am almost to the interstate. Feeling thirsty I take a drink of the juice I brought with me and spill it all down the front of my white shirt. Great.
About two hours later into the drive, I’m listening to my music and making good time. All of a sudden I see lights flashing behind me. Wonderful. A police officer pulls me over and eventually leaves me with a $133.00 speeding ticket.
Still all distraught about my ticket I finally make it to Kansas City. The interstate there is weird though and of course, I get off on the wrong exit. So there I am lost trying to get directions from friends to get me to where they are. The rest of the day hanging out with them was fun but then when it came time to leave again I didn’t want to go. I couldn’t find the ramp to get back onto the interstate. Then when I finally did I missed the exit to get back to Lincoln. I spent ¾ of the ride sleeping at the wheel. I finally made it back to Omaha where I was too tired and too frustrated to make the trip back to Lincoln. I got home crawled into bed and went to sleep, just wanting the day to be over with.
