Jenny Crocker Does World Cup 2010: When The Yanks Go Marching In

[photo from daylife]

If you reside in the states, I'm sure that you have already heard about the fantastic win against Algeria. The media is buzzing about this historical win, and something tells me that this won't be the last great match from the yanks in this tournament.

After hanging by a thread all match, facing the danger of elimination, Landon Donovan smacks the ball into the net with the help of Jozy Altidore and Clint Dempsey.

After all the disallowed goals, all the hate, all the doubt, all the media smack, all the drama, all the controversy....the boys did it. They won Group C and are headed to play against Ghana in the Round of 16 match on Saturday.

I can't explain my joy and relief when Landon scored. During the whole match I was in numerous fits of annoyance and panic and slowly I was giving up hope. But my boys never failed to impress me. Fighting until the end, one minute at a time. Like a lot of other fans, I was in tears, even when watching the press conference with Donovan afterwards.

Beating Ghana won't be easy, but I believe in the boys and that they can put up a good fight.

DON'T TREAD.

Jenny Crocker Does World Cup 2010: Au Revoir, France!

To say the least, this FIFA World Cup 2010 has been interesting. Very interesting. From the darkhorse upsets to the inter-team drama, neutrals and fanatics a like have been keeping tabs on what has been going on in South Africa.

I apologize for not posting as much lately, life has been a bit crazy lately. Even though I'm off for the summer, my days are now spent in front of the TV watching the World Cup instead of doing much else. I had been meaning to do a few World Cup posts, but I don't think my words can do the matches much justice. Not to mention, I'm rather lazy to write much at this moment, but rest assured that I will try my best to write more about this beautiful tournament. I'm sure my match "tweets" get the message across though. ;]

Perhaps it's a good thing that France is out of the tournament now (they lost to South Africa 2-1), since their drama has been giving MTV reality shows a run for their money! I will definitely miss South Africa, I loved their spirit and enthusiasm. With two more matches to watch this afternoon, so much more excitement is waiting to unfold.

Though I think I'll miss my French prince Yoann Gourcuff more. It hasn't been his year, really. Poor thing has been going through injury woes at Bordeaux and being the bullied one on the French team. Being sent off of the match on a harsh red card (a yellow is more plausible, in my opinion, since Yoann's elbowing was unintentional) doesn't help matters, either. Don't worry, Yoann, I don't believe that nice guys finish last!

Et bonne chance to Laurent Blanc. He will need it.

Pomp & Circumstance

My high school career (and possibly my childhood) came to a bittersweet close last night, as I finally graduated and kissed thirteen years of education goodbye.

Well actually, those thirteen years were much, much more than just simple mathematics and textbooks. I have befriended some of the most amazing people in the world (a couple of them I've known for over ten years!). And although I may have lost touch with a few of those people along the way, my memories of them will forever live in my heart. I've learned so much, both in and out of the classroom. I've faced the evils of failure and heartbreak, I've cried tears of sadness and joy. I have thought too much and then I've also thought too little. I've made mistakes, I've made good decisions.

For a good week, I had been rather...mopey about graduating. Not necessarily because I was sad to let go of my "ivory tower" life here in suburban Pennsylvania, but rather that I felt so "unfulfilled" by my high school experience. Too many regrets and "what ifs" plagued my mind and I didn't know how to feel about leaving. It wasn't until the day before graduation, when I read a little note I wrote to myself in sophomore year about what I THOUGHT high school would be like, that my thoughts changed a bit. And I smiled as I read it, since it was drenched in cynic and apathy, and I realized how my high school experience was SO much more than what I thought it would be when I was a sophomore. So now I can look back with a sly smile on my face and I'll be able to move on with ease.

I know that if I really did care about the people I'm leaving behind, I'd find a way to see them often during college. A big handful of my friends are going to school in the city with me, so pub meet-ups are definitely in the works.

My summer will be rather quiet this year, but I'll definitely keep myself occupied by doing the things I love (which I have time for now) and also preparing to move into my dorm. So long, childhood! The real world better watch out for this little girl right here.