Disgustingness

Well I'm finally home and what time is it? 9:51!! As usual. It's not fair! When did all this junk get mixed up with my life?! I probably shouldn't be talking, cuz lots of people are much busier than I am, but for me, being at least somewhat busy is huge so I have to complain about it. It's cheap! Today wasn't even my busy day of the week and I still got shafted! On Mondays I go to school, hurry home and go straight to scary piano lessons at 2, than straight from there to tennis which goes from 3 to 5 than flute lessons from 5:30-6:30, but now since I have this stupid prep class I go to that in provo from 5:30 to sometimes 9 instead. Then when I get home from that at like 9:30 I need to practice the piano(she requires 5 1/2 hrs a week and you get double credit if you practice the day of your lesson, so practicing on Mondays is essential). By then it's about 10:30 and I haven't eaten dinner or done my homework and my parents still want to have "family" night. It's not fair! I love tennis and other stuff that makes my life exciting, but I love sleeping and eating everyonce in a while too. Sometimes I like to write my schedule down on our calendar on our fridge just to keep track of everything... it's not a very beautiful fridge right now. The other day my flute teacher wanted to reschedule my lessons and there wasn't a single free spot left on my calendar for the next two weeks! I'm an idiot! The past couple of days I've been so exhausted, I've just come home and gone straight to bed without changing my clothes or brushing my teeth(or taking out my contacts...Ouch!). I don't know though maybe I'm exaggerating. I like to keep myself busy. Otherwise I'll think. When I think nothing works right(thanks a lot cerebellum!). Tomorrow is the region tennis tournament. We're seeded 2nd and we have a buy first round which means we're automatically going to state!Isn't that exciting? But I think I'll be really depressed when it's all over. My life will just...end. I was looking forward to doing pit orchestra this year so I could just transfer my busy-ness over to that, but thanks to me I'm not. It's really quite depressing. A little break might be good for me though. Ever since France last summer I haven't quite been able to catch up to everything.But I don't like being caught up. But I don't like having a neglected dog who needs a bath either.Well now I'm supposed to go start my homework and eat dinner. I don't want to. I really like writing down my complaints(I'm sure you haven't noticed). But I'm probably really starting to annoy someone if they've actually read this so I should stop. Hey! Conference weekend! I get the whole house to myself and the chocolate icecream! I'm pumped! Or I will be if I don't lose tomorrow... I'm not losing!!! I hate losing like nothingelse!! Hymph! G'night.

Don't read this! Your life will never be the same

Well I'm finally writing a blog again after so many months. Why? Don't ask me, but I'm writing this now so deal with it. Jk. I guess I'm just feeling like a sinner for not writing a blog. It's been so long. So here goes...if I can think of anything to write...Well let's see, I just watched Suspicion with Carey Grant and Joan Fontain. Ever seen it? It's not your typical Hitchcock movie. I wasn't all too impressed with the plot and nothing amazingly intense ever happened. But the music was funny. Hmm it's raining. No wait a second that's my dog walking. We need to cut her nails. She hates that. I don't like seeing her cry. Well... Oh! I'll give my thoughts on rain. I love rain! It reminds me Fred and Ted and the spring and smells, "sooo good." Rain makes everything seem more jubilant and fresh. It's only scary when your windshield wipers on your car don't work and you're driving on the freeway(my mom was driving, otherwise we would have died). It rained pretty hard today and yesterday and the day before that. What's the deal? It's September! How deceiving rain can be. Oh speaking of the rain last Thursday, it was so awesome! We had a match against Lone Peak(that's huge!!) in the rain. We won the first set 6-2 and lost the second 2-6 and were up 5-3 (!)in the third set before they called us in because of the rain. Talk about frustrating! But holy cow it was fun! You'd toss the ball to serve and it would swoop out of reach because of the wind. And then you could just slam things and they wouldn't go anywhere. I've never been so drenched in my life, well that is without standing underneath a gutter. I guess hair can be a problem in windy, rainy circumstances. Like in our match against Lone Peak. Man I wanted to eat my hair it was so annoying! Ofcourse the Lone Peak people had perfect hair the whole time. Hymph. But their calls weren't so perfect. Communists! Seriously there was this one time when my partner was serving (I'll give them some credit cuz she has a really fast and strong serve, but this call was just disgusting) and she serves the ball(it was pretty obviously in) and the LP girl returning the serve goes for it and totally misses and says,"nice serve." So I say,"beautiful serve Elena!" and start walking to the other side of the court. But then the other Lp girl who's call it is says,"It was out." ...Isn't that just terrible? I mean her partner went for it and said nice serve and than we were changing posisitions and then she says it's out? Ridiculous! If there's any doubt in your mind it's in, plus you can't wait that long and then make your call.Argh! They had too many of those for me. Maybe they were sincere honest calls, but I highly doubt it. I notice lots of the time Elena and I call balls in that are out just because we're not completely 100% sure. It was so frustrating! Every point really does make a difference. You only need 4 points to win a game and momentum has a huge role. I'm convinced we would've won the second set or finished the 3rd before they stopped us if they had just been more honest! Gosh I'm being pretty negative huh. I just feel like I need to complain to somebody. I don't have anyone to complain to anymore now that my bro is gone. I guess I haven't been so lively and excited this year have I? Well it's cuz I don't have anyone to annoy. I need that! So sorry whoever is reading this blog. You're a victim. Just accept it now. I guess the Lone Peak match was pretty fun too though. Last time we played em this girl kept hitting down the line shots on us, but this time we were ready. She didn't get a single down the line shot off us when we were up at the net. Ha! If you make bad calls you pay! And we noticed that she wasn't so good at returning down the line shots herself so we got revenge. Yes! Sorry if you read all this tennis junky stuff, but Man I love sports! You can be mean to people and blame it on competition. JK, no they're just so fun. You're actually doing something. I hate just sitting around and talking to people. I mean we all just say the same things over and over again, that is if we say anything at all. Seriously sometimes you can sit and watch a conversation with people you know and almost predict what the next person will say and who will say it. I prefer not to talk so much. I don't like people knowing every detail of my life. It's a lot easier tolerating other peoples sometimes monotonous conversations than feeling stupid saying the wrong things constantly. Plus it's fun to practice looking like you're actually listening sometimes. Sometimes. There you go. Look at that I'm analyzing things now. Rain, Tennis, Sports, Conversation. I should be a Junior again! Oh and speaking of tennis and conversation, I think who you're around really does effect what kind of language you use. When I play tennis I used to say,"do you have a ball," then it turned into," you gotta ball?" and now sometimes I'll find myself saying,"you gots a ball?" It's pretty sad. It's everywhere. My family has attendancy to talk very formally. It's kind of gross. One of my brothers hit it right when he said we all talk like the Hardy Boys. For example if you're somewhere and you want to ask someone if you can help, most people would say,"you need some help?" ect. But people in my family would say,"can I be of assistance?" It's pretty depressing. My sister in laws make fun of us all the time. I don't know if formal speaking is a good thing or bad thing. My sister did her thesis on that I think. Well I'm still writing and it's almost one. I just don't want to go to bed. I took a nap today. That was a problem. You're my hero if you read this blog this far. Why do I keep writing. Stop! Stop!! I think this blog counts as my journal cuz I haven't written in it forever. It's much easier to type. Oh word processing teachers are communists !I almost type faster than the teacher, yet I get a 5.5 out of 10 because I haven't improved by so many points in 5 days?! I don't have anywhere to improve from! Communists Pigs! Well I probably need to stop writing now. Maybe I will. No! I won't! Fine I'll go eat something and try to sleep. What should I eat? I really want A&W rootbeer right now. No maybe some corn on the cob. Dang! We don't have either of those! Well g'night.