June 28

Que tal...guey,

So I was like "Borba, it's you and me tomorrow, we're gonna have a great trade off. We got a run around cottage hill, studies, lunch at Taco Loco, the game will be on, we got Wanda's after that where we will be cooking for them, then we got Lupe, then we got Laura; it's gonna be a legit day. Oh and by the way...I love trade offs on P-Day because we're not gonna do any of that...it's Taco Loco and Soccer ALL FRICKIN DAY LONG BORBA." He said "Nyuh. Adio Pelado." We did trade offs on a P-day lol. It was freaking hilarious all day. Well last P-Day couldn't have gone to crap more. So Borba and I are playing soccer with teh Delgado family like we do every monday. All 6 of us are their. The 4 mobile guys and the two from Foley (Borba and Flo). Well I'm jukin' dudes out of their socks, talkin trash the whole time, lightin' em up. It was the 6 of us (who are all good are soccer, Flo's high school team won state for 4-A in Texas soccer) against like 17 of these mexicans. So we're schoolin' em yadda yadda and I get to this one kid and did a juke move where it looks like I'm gonna go to the side and then I hit it in between his legs and run around to get the ball. Well after I do that and said "Yeahh Carlos eat that guey! You left your jock strap back there along with your game!" and then SCHOOL my Tocallo (Tocallo is a mexican word for someone who has the same name as you) and right as I'm passing it to Flo, this dude from Costa Rica tried take the ball from me. I tripped over him and my foot completely bent inward and back when it landed. I felt and heard this huge POP and it immediately got swollen and bruised. I'm like okay okay I'm done for the night. Well it got huge and black so Borba and I drive to the hospital. I drove the Fusion and it sucked because the roads are horrible in the south and it was hurting my ankle big time. Oh it was my ankle that got huge by the way. Well we get to the ER and I go in I'm checking in and they take me back. Don't worry, missionary medical always comes through. Well unbeknownst to me, this entire time Borba is on the phone with Sister Summerhays. Borba tells her I shattered my foot...why...I don't know. But he was like "Sister Summerhays you have to be here it's huge, I think there's internal bleeding." Of course this whole time the doctor is just like yeah you're fine it's just a sprain nothing more. I'm like alright cool I can walk on it, it's not that bad, I'll be fine. He's like we'll give you some stuff and ice it for a bit and then we'll send you on your way. Great. No problem. Well I laid there for a sec and I fell asleep after like 10 minutes. Well dad gum Borba comes in and immediately leaves and calls sister summerhays and is like "sister summerhays he's passed out because of the pain!!!!" Well summerhays freaks out and sends like the bishop to give me a blessing, all the missionaries and calls the spanish group leader. Everyone thinks I'm going into convlusions because of a shattered annkle when in reality I got a sprained ankle and I'm taking a nap haha. I'm like guys I'm fine I'm fine. The doctor (this really sarcastic white guy) comes in with some ibproufen or something and stops and looks around is like...how did you all get back here. Borba goes "I told them it was an emergency doctor." HAHAHAHAAA!!!!!! You gotta be kiddin me Borba!!! The guy was like "It's not like he shattered his ankle or anything" and everyone is feraking out. So dumb. It hurt like crazy the next day and was the size of a tennis ball but now it's fine haha. Freaking Borba. The doctor was like skip out on running and soccer for like two weeks and you'll be fine. I'm like sweet thanks. Borba FLIPPED out haha. I love that kid.

So that's my funny story for the week. However it's a grim week boys and girls...my US team got knocked out by Ghana. The same team that knocked us out last year. Freaking Prince slammed into Donovan too and knocked him down. Ugh. So dumb.

Another thing about the south. They all have retarded messages on their churches. This week's winner, "God sent the first text message; the Bible!"
Last week's winner, "You don't need facebook to be God's friend."
Winner of Tallahassee, "The bible. What N' Hell Do You Want."
I kid you not...a church had that on the front of it.
My personal favorite? "Don't pray about the book of mormon, that's how they get you!" Oh my gosh.

So I ate squirrel the other day. It was actually really good. KC Masterpiece makes ANYTHING good but this stuff was nice n grilled the way I like it.

Well...see ya later. I love you guys. Peace.