I just got home from a tennis tournament in Duncan, Oklahoma (those few people who plan on visiting Duncan sometime during the course of their life, i strongly suggest you dont go)It was lots of fun though... i truly love the girls on the team, they are all extremely funny.

And now I am getting ready for Easter tomorrow. And yes my sisters and i still do an Easter Egg Hunt, though it tends to turn more into a full out war. Then "brunch" with the family. And lots of homework, always fun. So i am really bored, i guess thats it. Oh and I am fried, kinda funny looking. Everyone have a wonderful Easter.

Why must life be so complicated? Honestly, why cant the answer to everything just be staring us in the face?

Tennis Match~ doubles 6-1 6-1, singles 6-0 6-0, yeah... i pretty much dominated, haha.

Nothing really too important to tell. Tennis is going extremely well as of now, a chance at state doesnt seem too far out of reach. School is school, it has its high points, though few and far between.

I went to the soccer game tonight and the boys won 3 to 1. Brennan scored all 3. And more importantly, i got to sit on the field and be a "trainer", way more fun then sitting in the stands. Then an adventure to Sonic afterwards, some of my favorite people in the world were there, so it was fun, even though half the things that come out of their mouths i dont understand, i laugh anyways..figures.  I'm done. Happiness to everyone.

HAPPY

15th

BIRTHDAY

MOLLY

ANNE

O'MEALEY!

I love you!

and happy birthday to Darren Clark.

I found this today and i like it...

Maybe I wear baggie pants and white socks with flip-flops, maybe I don't like listening to rave and I'm not on the social mountaintops, maybe I don't care about the things that make your worlds twirl, maybe you look at me and think: Gee, what a nothing girl. Maybe I like giving smiles, which seems to be a sin today, and maybe I allow my imagination to sometimes run away, maybe you don't understand this and that's why you cannot see, if this makes me a nothing girl, hey, that's ok with me... The world makes you believe your personality mustn't be detected, your face must be picture perfect and wear clothes just the best, to be accepted. Maybe I look at you and feel sorry that you're blind, robots you have became, yourself you'll never find. God made you, as well as me, this means I am something, the world is a liar and if I must be a nothing for you to see it, then so be it...

I'm trying to be happy, i'm working on it... i could really use a friend