Tennis and crazy apartment-mates

Tennis and crazy apartment-mates

Yes, well it appears I have gotten myself in over my head in regards to activities. Don't worry, mama, I'll be fine and so will my grades I just don't have much time to blog at the present. However, back to our discussion...

Tennis is going about as well as can be expected, which isn't very well. I didn't expect much out of myself because I hadn't really picked up a racket since last May due to my adventures in Spain and other journeys at home. So I've pushed my way to wins in tournies (it's not a compliment when someone calls you a pusher) and I am so frustrated with my strokes that I have practiced with tears streaming down my face more than once this semester. I cry when I get frustrated; most athletes yell and curse, but I just cry. Today looked slightly better though, so I'm going to hold on to today's nugget of hope for dear life.

I forgot to mention my aerobics class in the last entry. It's killing me. The girl that's teaching it is training for the 2008 Olympic trails in track and field and she's taking us along for the ride. Well, sort of. She says we're doing only half of what she does, but let's face it, I'm a division three athlete for a reason. I'm a decent D-3 player though! Well, when I'm playing up to my potential I'm not half bad. :-p While we were doing 6 am workouts with the tennis team, I told her I couldn't come to class because with all that strenuous exercise, I was sure to injure myself; I could just feel my body breaking down. I still feel fatigued most of the time due to that class, but I don't go the class period before a tournie so I'm pretty well recouped by tournie time.

I am proud to report that I am much more active than I have been and not NEARLY so lonely. :-D However, like I mentioned I have a lot of responsibility on my plate. I'm involved in several clubs on campus and I'm only NOT an officer in one of them. I include the tennis team on that because I'm kinda the non-named co-captain of the team. We don't actually pick captains because a few years back someone got really upset because they didn't get to be a captain yadda yadda yadda. But yeah, I'm doing that and going out with buddies in a much more frequent nature and so am much more happy. :-D

The bizarre apartment-mates I mentioned in the last entry only get stranger as time goes on. They are rather reclusive and don't enjoy my bringing people over whom seem to intrude on their quiet space. Last Friday night I had some people over they started grumbling about the noise level at like 10:30. What 20, 21 year old is trying to go to sleep at 10:30 on a Friday night, I'd like to know? I'm generally an understanding person, sometimes to the point of being a doormat, but I've decided I'm not going to apologize for having a life. I pay my rent so I think I have a right to have people over. Actually, that's one of the main reasons I moved out; so I could have people over more conveniently. So anyway, keep me in your prayers over the next... 8 months or so, when the lease is up. I've gotten an offer to live with a girl that's going to be in PT school next year. I think that would be a good deal, so I'd know more of what to expect when I get there.

As always, I have plenty more to say, but you're tired of reading my ramblings so I will bore you no further. However, below is a pic of the note that my lovely apartment-mates left on the sink last night. The fourth girl in the house had made pizza the night before and washed off a cheesy spatula in the sink leaving a few flecks of cheese in the sink.