Late Again

My father is always saying that I'll be late to my own funeral. I guess bad habits really are hard to break, but I'm not sure why he's already trying to kill me off.

Not everyone can be the perfect son, especially when we're talking about my father's standards. It's not like I hate the guy or anything, but being the only son of the dean of a boys' only prep school can be pretty rough. That's why I thought I'd show him how responsible I could be by posting a blog every day for twenty days starting June 1st. It being June 2nd you can see that I'm doing wonderfully so far. But that's totally not my fault! I needed new cleats, and then I ran into the guys and we decided to play a quick game. And then it rained and we got stuck in the clubhouse for four hours. It was so late when we got out that we decided to hit up Friendly's for dinner. When I got home I got a lecture about calling if I'm going to be late and decided to wind down by watching some old training videos. ...and I fell asleep.

Well, if I can do it from the 2nd to the 21st that's basically just as good, right? I'll show that old bastard who's never going to amount to anything!

Oh, yeah. For those of you reading this who don't know me, my name is Jesse Walsh. I'm turning 14 this week, and my one joy in life is playing soccer. That's basically it. I'm a pretty simple guy, but I'll save talking about myself for a day when I can't think of anything to say.

Day 2 or Bust!

~Jess~