I'm okay guys, I'm okay

Today was one big giant stressful day of days. But it's okay, I have emerged un-scathed, with only maybe 2 bruises to my name.

Aw, look at my poor baby...all rusty, with t-shirts covering the seats (this is SUCH a japanese thing, ahahaha, care of my mother).

I don't drive my '88 Civic out of my neighbourhood usually because 1) it's standard transmission; 2) it's OLD and I'm always afraid it'll fall apart. But today, of all days, I was lazy, didn't want to take public transit all the way to Scarberia, so I drove the Civic! And I survived! Three cheers for me! Actually, I really really really like driving standard. It was fun. Not fun to roll backwards on a hill, but other than that, I didn't stall, didn't shoot out, and came home aliiiiive!

So driving to our softball game I had lots of stress with the car, and then I was so stressed during the game. I did not catch ANYTHING cleanly. I stopped things with my foot, though, twice with the same ankle (must get ice, and I'll post a pic of the lovely bruise I'm sure I'll have later), dropped things, over-ran bases and then tried to crawl back, ahahaha...it was stressful, and I should not be playing softball. But it was fun!

And then driving home I thought I'd be stressed out still, but it was okay! I love driving standard now, it's so fun! If my car wasn't so old and rickety, I think I'd drive more often! I should name my car. Blue Rusty?