don't you hate it when something you try so hard at that you don't do so good? i felt that way when i was playing tennis. I'm a little late than them. they all had a week ahead than me so i look like a total not - so - good - tennis - player. i just kept hitting the ball at the couch and she's also my cousin. she could do things to me after tennis practice. i did start to get better but there were still questions in my head. i drowned them out with my music. i love my slow music. i calms me down, always. except when I'm being yelled at my two sisters. i'm the middle child so my older sister gets the smarts, my little sister gets the adventure side, and i get the stuck in between. i get good grades and i am not afraid to tell my opinion to the world. i hope i find some one who gets me the way my life is. a family that doesn't tease you from how you look to what you think to how to eat. friends that will stay with my till the end. well i don't know what the end so I'll say always.
