So yeah.
Stuff...
It happens...
And sometimes I hate it...
But it still happens...
And I just have to deal with it...
So let's talk about something I really couldn't care less for.

Basketball.

I. Hate. Basketball.

Mom signed me up for the school basketball team. (Something about "getting out of my comfort zone") and I suck at it.

I mean s.u.c.k. at it.

Like my entire team shot 10 free throws for practice. They all made at least 5 of them...

Guess how many I made.

GUESS HOW MANY I MADE.

Did you guess!?

1.

I. Made. 1.

1 out of ten.

Did you want to know how many layups I made?!

2.

I made 2 of the easiest shots in basketball. (At least according to my coach)

So yeah.

I have a game on Tuesday. And my team is so small that I will probably be playing the whole time.

Please pray for me.

I am literally begging for you guys support here.

Signed.
A very worried ilovepercy.

(Edit: It's been, like, a year since I posted this. I survived the season, but barely. My team only won one game the whole season.)