we just gotta BELIEVE
2005-10-18 @ 11:33 p.m.
The drama starts Saturday...
I spent the morning sleeping. As always, my friend. Until like 1 pm this time, seriously.
Later on I went with Lina to go to Best Buy to get my paws on the Veronica Mars DVD and then to her hair appointment. Unfortunately we couldn't find stupid Memorial City Mall and got in this huge phone fight with mother dearest and just ended up going to the Galleria.
MISTAKE!
In the parking lot, when I was just standing outside the car for a minute with Lina, checking my cell for messages or whatever, this car goes by. A red minivan...and I recognize Daniel in the front seat. First I'm like, WTF??? Then I hear yelling and see waving from the backseat...and Olivia's friggin blonde hair. AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!! Can I NEVER GET AWAY FROM ST. AGNES REGRET???? Did they HAVE to have their stupid homecoming dance at the Galleria at the SAME time when I'm going there?
That just kinda made me pissed and I didn't answer Olivia's or Bridget's calls, didn't wave to them, just kinda stood there like a...dunno. Like a rock. But now I sound like that car commercial.
By that time, I already felt like a loser out on a Saturday night at the mall with my grandmother (no offense to her, but I really need to get out with people my age!!) then they come along waving like, LOOK AT US GO TO HOMECOMING WITH OUR DATES AND HAVE FUN!!!
So I felt like buying something really, really expensive and charging it to Tio's credit card. My minimum was gonna be $200-a nice new Burberry purse or Lacoste shirts combination or SOMETHING. But everything ended up closing waaay too early for me and I just got a Juicy Tube. Pretty one, impulse buy. God, I sound like such a brat like saying ugh $200 is nothing! But hello my uncle has no one else to spend it on. Might as well waste his money on his niece and goddaughter instead of some slut he meets at a club or whatever.
I stayed up till 3:33 am watching a combo of LOST, Veronica Mars, and Desperate Housewives, both new and on DVD. Joy! Best Saturday night, EVER.
And earlier we passed by Minute Maid Park on the way to the hair place...during the game...WE EFFING WON!! But it's hard to be happy about it NOW...
Sunday-some prayers in Holy Ghost with Dad and Margaret counts for "Mass" and then...jeez, I guess yesterday just kinda wiped out my short-term memory. If anything mattered I'll remember it eventually.
MONDAY! Monday, Monday, Monday. Strangely enough, I'm starting to LIKE Mondays. I mean, school-wise. Start off the week with fun World History, then relaxing in yoga, blah blah blah then skills which I shouldn't enjoy cuz I miss study hall but I do cuz a certain guy is in my skills class. You know who.
Rick had gotten two tickets to Game 5 of the NLCS Monday night by getting them online one day when they released single-tickets, meaning they were separate. They were in the outfield, one on the bottom and one in the middle. Great seats...
We had a little bit of a heart-to-heart on the way there and kinda got a few problems fixed. Like, we don't hate each other cuz we're a family yadda yadda yadda. I guess it's all good. He did take me to the game after all, didn't he?
As for the game-WHOA. So...the place was completely, totally, and utterly packed. 47,370 people came to see our beloved 'Stros play it out. When we were behind 2-1 to the damn Cardinals, it got a teeny bit boring (I know-how DARE I say it!) cuz nothing was happening and I was exhausted due to lack of sleep from the past century or so.
Then Berkman hit that homerun-BOOM! It was like life was put back into us. It was so...DAMN....LOUD!!!! I cheered my friggin lungs out, I luv my Lance Berkman!!! MY FAVORITE BASEBALL PLAYER EVER IF I HAVEN'T MENTIONED IT BEFORE!!!
We were so, SO charged the rest of the game, anticipating what seemed inevitable-THE ASTROS WERE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES!!!
But it wasn't so.
When we had two outs and two strikes against Eckstein, I thought we had it. EVERYONE thought we had it. Everyone had their cameras and cell phones out, you could tell the glitter and big sign were ready to come down, the champagne was waiting in the locker room, and the players were lined up in the dugout, ready to run out onto the field.
How will I, or any other Astros fan, ever get over this? We just might not.
All I can say is, two men on base+Pujols=DISASTER. When he hit that homerun (copying Berkman, nasty fucker) we were dead silent. At first, I truly couldn't believe it. NO one could. How could it be? How could it be? HOW?
And even though it SEEMS like that was the end, it wasn't. We had another chance to tie the score, go on into extra innings...but when Burke hit that fly ball, all our hopes went up in the air, just to go crashing down into that fucking Cardinals glove.
I got home at 11:30. Not bad...I barely did any of my homework. I got to bed really late. I didn't feel alive.
Today all anybody could talk about was the Astros game. Which helped me vent-A LOT. I got to go through the story with at least like 20 people.
But hey, I'm superglad I went. It's part of this historic season, and I luv my Astros no matter what.
Today...a few quickies...we got our field day t-shirts for tomorrow, I'm acutally on the red team-THE RED BULLS!! HAHAHA
Study hall was soooo much fun, Catherine and I spent the whole time talking in very limited Spanish and eating a box of sugar cookies-without getting caught, tee hee.
Well, now I should go cuz even though I don't have to be at school till 9:30 tomorrow, I want a full 8 hours of sleep for once in my life. And I still need to read EW, do stuff, brush my teeth, etc. etc. Pray for the Astros. Pray for everything in life.
So...I forgive you Lidge. We still think you're awesome and you can get over this.
We will NEVER forgive you Pujols because, frankly, you suck. And you can't speak English that well (I know that's mean, but lemme vent) and we just fucking HATE YOU.
I LOVE YOU LANCE BERKMAN! YOU RULE, and so do the rest of the Astros (especially Jason Lane, who was right in front of us in the outfield-awesome catches!!)!!
GO ASTROS!!!
Bubye!
