Kyla's Blog - Week 7

October 21, 2007

I'm not gonna lie, I don't have a whole heck of a lot to write about this week. You know, it came and it went. I had class and that was, well, class. I basically fight to stay awake and then do my homework so that I can hopefully get out of study hall! (Freshmen have to do study hall for four hours a week until we can prove our skills in the classroom) We had practice and that was super. Super as in long, tiring and stressful. I got chewed out here and there, but I know I got better so it's alright with me. We lifted and once again that was super (please apply previously stated definition of super). Then at night, after doing my studies of course, I make my best attempt at having a social life. I could easily go to bed at eight o'clock every night due to the severity of my work-out related exhaustion but I am choosing to not do that. Instead I play Yahtzee with the Serbians and waste my life away on various networking websites (MySpace/Facebook).

Okay, so that was my typical day basically. I do eat and go to the bathroom but I figured I would leave those parts out. Anyways, in this edition of Kyla's Blog I am going to write about something that has dawned on me since I have been at college. The other night I was going to dinner with the coaches and a recruit when Coach Webb asked me what my favorite part of college is so far. I took a second to answer, but ultimately I decided on the answer of, the people. As an athlete when you are trying to decide on a college, there are so many factors that have a say in your decision. The location, the niceness (don't know if that's a word) of the campus and I could go on and on and on and on, but you get the point. In all honestly, I have never regarded Eastern as a "cool" college. Cheney is not a booming metropolis with a plethora of white sandy beaches. Rather it's an ordinary college town which may not always be what an 18-year-old would regard as cool. But what I have found is that it doesn't even matter. What really matters is the basketball coach that is like your second mom and your teammates that love watching Ellen stand-up comedy as much as you do. That is what matters. No, I am not writing a promotional ad for Eagle women's basketball, but I am telling you how it really is for me. I could not ask for anything more than I am getting here at Eastern. (Get your tissues out for this next line people) I feel like the luckiest person ever because my coaches and my teammates are the cooler than cool. If cool was a cheese pizza, they would have extra cheese. I know that's really cheesy (in more ways than one) but it is in all honestly the truth.

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