Hey, Favorite Roundball Guy!
Are you up to your chin in practicing for basketball tryouts? Mom's still waiting for me to bring home info before she decides if I can go out for the team this year. You know, stuff like fees and practice days and times. Junk like that.
I sure hope she figures out a way it'll work for us. Maybe playing basketball will help me feel normal. Well, kinda.
You should see the kids around here play. I think they were born with basketballs in their hands. 'Course there's not a whole lot of other stuff to do around here, so it's basketball or nothin'.
You're never going to believe this: one of the best players is a guy called "Harlan the Slasher". Jamari told he and him best friend had a minute back last spring. Long story short, the friend got stitches and Harlan got suspended for the rest of the year. Man, does that blow your mind or what?
I finally know my way around school. It still feels huge. So far my teachers seem okay. Thanks to Jameer I know a few more kids, and at least I have some to sit with at lunch now.
Mom's saying supper is ready, so I better go.
Check this out. Harlan found it online and thought it was me to a T. Did I mention that Harlan's a pretty funny guy?
There's Mom again, gotta go.