So I am back from my tennis trainging camp. It was fun but quite alot of work. We would wake up at seven and have to be at breakfast by seven thirty after breakfast we had yoga/streching then we would do drills till ten thirty and we would have a thirty minute break. We would then play till twelve when we would go to lunch and the after lunch we had to go swimming until our matches at three. Our matches ended at five thirty when dinner starts. After dinner we had thirty minutes to take showers and then we had a group activity such as Casino Night, movie, dance, etcs. till bout ten o'clock. That was one long and busy week.
So did I ever tell ya chics how boy texted me thinkin I wanted to hook up with him and I thought he had lost his mind. I just shook my head at that one.
I honestly have been thinkin bout Stubbs alot. I miss him and I wish he wouldnt ignore me. Even if we are just friends. I dont think he realizes how much I hate this and miss talking to him. I hate to even think that telling him how I feel ruined everything.
But I am home now and it feels great but I feel so lazy I havent played tennis in two days D: Thats to long. OMG has everyone heard bout Roger Federer winning the mens finals of Wimbledon and Serena Williams winning the womans finals at Wimbledon?!?!?!? I wanted Andy Roddick to win!!
There was this weird boy at camp who had a fake girlfriend who stalked our team. Weirdo.
Happy Late Fourth :)
I am so lost in my world of random comings and goings.
good girls go bad - cobra starship ft. leighton meester
all those nights - dear juliet
Everybody Everybody - Black Box Hehe Camp Theme Song :P
Ya know I started this blog was a in a really rough spot in my life. I had been used by a guy for the first time physically, I hadnt been talking to my good friends cause I was lost in all the trouble I had gotten myself into, I was involved with the wrong ppl, I had thrown myself into focusing on my DECA project and my life was just cracked and broken like glass. I couldnt get the full image of myself through to myself or anyone at that time. This blog was and still is my own special form of therapy. I vent and express myself without restrictions on here. It aloud me to mend and slowly put my peices back together. I needed the blog. It was my own form of a diary. I have always hated diaries so this fitted me well. I have my life pretty well together right now for the most part. Its still rough around the edges but I am working on sanding those out with the help of my friends and family. Its like its a neyear for me starting now. I want to do better and be better. I want to be able to look at myself or my friends and look straight into somones eyes and say that I am the best person I ca be. I want to be able to do that again. Soon I will be able to.
So I am back from my tennis trainging camp. It was fun but quite alot of work. We would wake up at seven and have to be at breakfast by seven thirty after breakfast we had yoga/streching then we would do drills till ten thirty and we would have a thirty minute break. We would then play till twelve when we would go to lunch and the after lunch we had to go swimming until our matches at three. Our matches ended at five thirty when dinner starts. After dinner we had thirty minutes to take showers and then we had a group activity such as Casino Night, movie, dance, etcs. till bout ten o'clock. That was one long and busy week.
