I never understood why jocks went nuts after winning games. Only thing I can remember when my soccer team won districts was drenching coach (my dad) with a couple tubs of water, almost like when most football teams win. I just never understood the jumping up and down and acting like a complete nuisance, unless they were making fun of druggies at a rave.
I try to be somewhat health-conscious. The only thing I've had fast food for two weeks was a Crunch-Wrap Supreme and some potato wedges from KFC-Taco Bell. Only reason was, my mom didn't want to go any place else, and we had to get a bunch of cleaning done. I wish streets had fruit vendors, or fruit vending machines that kept them extremely fresh until you get it.
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