@ The Bank of the West Classic
Friday, July 18, 11:46 PM
Haha. I felt like going to bed, and then I turned around and felt like writing a blog. So today, I went to PE class, had a blast. We didn't run, which was quite expected, although I would've like to do bleachers today. We hit the weightroom, and played Badminton afterwards in the big gym. I am getting bored of all the same skill-leveled players, and the music is always the same songs over and over again. I'd like to play flag football again, last time was a blast. We were granted free swim today, and I enjoyed hogging the 3feet pool to myself. I was walking home today, and my Aunt Phuong beeped her white hummer at me. She picked me up along the way, and drove me home. She waited while I changed and I got back into the car to see that DuyAnh, Kim, Elena and Quang-Anh ( my cousin newly arrived from VN) in the back seats. They were watching Scooby Doo again. Fun, we were driving to the mall.
I had a hard time deciding on Friday plans. There were many options between, running a relay, going to Golfland with relatives, camping, attending the ModelUN banquet or heading to Bank of the West's Classics held in Stanford this year. I thought we were going to Vallejo, but I guess my aunt said Oakridge. Knowing that Gayle lived nearby, I called her up after my cousins and I got Jamba Juice. I really couldn't finish my Matcha Green Tea. I met up with Gayle, my aunt was nice enough to give me twenty bucks. I bought a shirt at Macy's; I remember I did yesterday too. I'm loving the Sunny Leigh line, it's affordable and has a few wearable pieces. The Petites sales section is my friend. Gayle and I walked on, we made several round around the mall. Before we knew it, the time was 5:00pm. We called her mother, and she picked us up in front of the Cheesecake factory. Things worked out very well. I was not dressed for the occasion, so I changed into the shirt that I bought. It was loose, Gayle lent me a belt and her jacket for the night. Her mother was nervous about driving to Stanford. She was afraid we wouldn't get the right directions. Fortunately, Gayle and I were pretty confident about our navigation skills though. Along the rode, I took random photos of the scenery.
We made it, the car ride was fun! We talked, and sang songs airing on the radio. At Stanford, we were sad to see that we missed the Fashion show. We came too late, but that didn't stop us from having a fabulous time. There was food provided. The section we sat in had nice tables. I felt bloated after a few plates. Iced Tea and water cost three dollars. Our goal was to just relax. We succeeded. I think I hit my head several times today. Once on the frame of the car, and once on the shade-providing umbrella above our table. Ow. The matches started. The ables seem desserted. We walked to the stadium. First try, wrong gate. We walked around the stadium, passing by company booths. Wow, our seats are nice. The sun obstructed our view for a short time, but it moved and we were able to see the players do their best.
I thought the match was very uneven. One player grunted when she went for the ball, seemed out of shape. The other was poised, quiet and made wise shots. I liked her, and her orange outfit. She sported a cute skirt. Gayle and I went out during the last set, I wanted to walk off the bloatedness. It didn't affect anything, but we took photos around the great Wall of Fame. The whole match was over quickly. Gayle's mother called and told us to meet up. I was superfull. I needed to find a bathroom, but I refused to step into those port-a-potties we passed. We did find one, at the side of the stadium. People who had gotten out of the game, lined up for the Women's restroom. I say, today was well worth it.
