I started practice for tennis yesterday, but it was raining so we went inside the high school and STILL ran a ton and did conditioning INSIDE the school. But we did end an hour early, but I still felt like I was going to die. Today was a full three outside and it was fun, save for the fact that my right hand hurts like hell and I sucked because it hurt so much that I couldn't grip my racket properly. I hope that I make a good spot on the JV team, cause seriously, those girls on that team are awesome so there is no way that I'll make the varsity team unless they all move or break their arms. And then today my mom told me that my dad isn't going to come to my guitar thing that I have at church where I'm leading the band there in front of everyone. He won't be there. And he promised. He's going up north to check up on everything cause my mom said that she will be taking her friends there next weekend so my dad wants to go this weekend since he hasn't been up there in 2 weeks. But it sucks. Seriously, the ONE thing that I have been killing myself over for the past month and he is going to miss it. And I gotta stop typing cause my hand hurts. Later.