Soooooo.....
Today was the last day of tennis try outs.
Yesterday was the first.
And today was the finals.
Awwwwwwwww Freddy fan ears shitteria.....
Mrs.Sanchez is posting the paper of who made it in tomorrow in the girls locker room.
I have PE for 4th period so I'll have to wait.
Unless my history teacher Mr.Lopez (3rd period) tells me in class!
I think I might make it in.
I worked hard and kept hitting the balls (pffffffff X3) and Mr.Lopez kept smiling at me.
It must be a sign.
And 15 minutes ago I found a penny.
It could be a lucky penny.
Like in 6th grade last year when I Found one in the library.
I played with my friend Aden.
And then Mr.Lopez and since I decided on doing Singles in tennis instead of doubles (I run more X3) I got intimidated. XD
He was like "Don't be so scared you got this."
"That helps a lot Mr.L XD thanks for the support."
I was so freakin nervous too and intimidated like "oh shiznets......am I going to make it? Stop hopping like a bunny! Oh my god Masha keep confidence and stop being a ballet bunny...."
And me.Lopez asked me if I'd keep practicing and learn my feet movements so in my mind I got all hysterical "Does he really want me to play? Like REALLY REALLY REALLLY? "
So thanks a lot Mr.Lopez without your help I colony make my feet shifts better- OR BE MKRE INTIMIDATED!
Oh my god.
GAHHHHHHHHH WILL I MAKE IT?
GABBAA GABBAA MR L WHY YA GOTTA BE SO DERN MYSTERIOUS!
YOUR MAKIN MY BRAINS A SLUSHY!
Mm a shlushly actually sounds pretty good right now- Wait. No. CONCENTRATE MASHA.
FEEL THE BURN.
But my legs don't feel burns at all the feel normal.
The only problem I and was my feet placements and the fact that when I ran I ended up hopping up when I hit the ball like a Ballet Bunny or something like that XD
*Twirl* *Twirl**Hop* *Hit* *Zoom*
XD That was awkward too.
I really hope I make it.
Wish me luck guys!
And school? Oh it's going the same as my last entry; Hell, Horrible, Me Being Depressed and writing Scenery and my phrase on my hand which I just washed off.
And the girls who tried out for tennis today freakin gossiped about all the girl or guys who tried out like "ha he's so short" "omg she's like a fucking Fatass"
We'll excuse you.
I hope they don't make the team so they realize they aren't all that.
Not to be a bad sport or anything but Hey!
Ladies needa keep quiet about there mean ass opinions!
The tennis tryouts kinda help me with my depression it makes me feel so happy and free and determined- and scared XD- so I ignore or don't pay attention to any of the bad shit in my life.
Thumbs up right?
Wish me luck guys!
I must go now so farewell!
Peace Out Mashins~!
~M
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Diaries of a Seventh Grader
Non-FictionBook two from the Diaries of a Middle Schooler series.
