I know something about performing. I know that when it seems like the avalanche is about to roll over you, you face into it and keep both arms swimming as hard as you can. You smile and you sell it.

Fall and I'll catch you. And that was all I'd ever wanted- someone to catch me.

Girls at war opt for a quieter cruelty than fistfights and drive-by shootings. Girls circumvent the corporeal and go straight for each other's souls. The bleeding is harder to stanch.

I look for a sign. Where to go next. you never know when you'll get one. Even the most faithless among us are waiting to be proven wrong.

I'm not that happy with my personal performance, but honestly, it doesn't matter that much to me because our team did good. That's what I'm more worried about.

I'm happy about our team performance. We were close to our school record (109.55) and we had nowhere near our full potential. That really psyches us up for the rest of the season. We know what we're capable of doing.