Awww, Snap!

~FreT~ · 03-26-2006, 06:00 PM

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Originally Posted by Mara

I am so exhausted.

So. I just got back from a youth retreat. It was awesome. I had a blast, and we all learned a lot and got to know each other a lot better. It was excellent.

I had a significant conversation with one of the girls. Pray for her. And for me. No, I am not going to tell you more than that.

You Have My Attention is playing loudly. I love it.

Tomorrow is Monday.

I don't know how much I like tennis anymore. I'm sick of getting bossed around by people that aren't much better than I am, and I'm sick of getting dragged from one technique to another before I'm even good at hitting the freaking ball, and I'm sick of feeling like I'm getting pushed farther than I can go. I can't run longer than 10 minutes and I can't do pushups to save my life and I can't hit a slice before I can hit a forehand correctly and I can't do the ladder thing and I can't handle being gone for 2-3 hours every day and other crap. I honestly cannot think of one thing that I am good at. Or that I am even okay at. I am tired of telling myself "It's okay! You'll get better! You can do it! Keep going! Rah Rah Rah!!!" because basically I suck. They're going too fast, and I don't have time to catch up, and I'm no good at it.

So yeah. I've met one girl there. Her name is Lela. I don't know if that's how she spells it or not but I don't care right now. She's cool. I like her. She can also play tennis. Which is more than I can do.

Basically I hate tennis right now.

My cellphone has dollars in it now I think.

Maybe you should take sometime off lessons to practice on your own.

Mara · 03-26-2006, 06:10 PM

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Originally Posted by ~FreT~

Maybe you should take sometime off lessons to practice on your own.

I can't. It's through the public school, and my options are basically suck it up or drop out. Dropping out would kind of stink because I've already payed $10 for a t-shirt and they just ordered our skirts and that'll cost $25ish.

ICTHUS · 03-26-2006, 06:29 PM

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Originally Posted by Andrew

I know who you are, AB.

C?

Andrew · 03-26-2006, 07:52 PM

I am going to call Mara at tomorrow afternoon. IF she is not cool with this she can shut up. I am calling her tomorrow afternoon.

Mara · 03-26-2006, 08:50 PM

AB could mean Art Bennett or Andrew Borem. This is one of those weird things that girls notice when they haven't slept in two days.

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I am going to call Mara at tomorrow afternoon. IF she is not cool with this she can shut up. I am calling her tomorrow afternoon.

I'll be at tennis tomorrow afternoon. I won't be there until 4 your time. ~~Unless I were to skip.~~

I hate tennis. It is eating my time. I didn't think it would do that.

I don't want to play tennis anymore, Mom.

I am so tired.

~FreT~ · 03-26-2006, 09:46 PM

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Originally Posted by Mara

I can't. It's through the public school, and my options are basically suck it up or drop out. Dropping out would kind of stink because I've already payed $10 for a t-shirt and they just ordered our skirts and that'll cost $25ish.

No, what I'm saying is, continue going for lessons and at the same time practice on your own when it's not lesson time.

Mara's Mom · 03-26-2006, 10:14 PM

I'm sorry, honey, but I would be a bad mother if I let you quit. Don't quit, my little ninnie/ninny. ~~Be the Red Skort Wearing Tennis Pig.~~

I love how all the little kids love you at church. And I love how Owen walked into the sanctuary completely naked from the waist down. You missed that part.

Ring of a bell · 03-26-2006, 10:19 PM

Little boys have a strange fascination with being naked waist downwards.

***Art*** · 03-27-2006, 12:34 AM

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Originally Posted by Andrew

I know who you are, AB.

You (and rachel and the moms) are the only one(s) who understand me, Andrew.

Andrew · 03-27-2006, 04:25 AM

Then after a nice nap it shall be. Maybe.

**Small** · 03-27-2006, 06:38 AM

Andrew: if life were a buddy-cop movie, Bennett W. would be my dumb sidekick.

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Originally Posted by Mara

I don't know how much I like tennis anymore. I'm sick of getting bossed around by people that aren't much better than I am, and I'm sick of getting dragged from one technique to another before I'm even good at hitting the freaking ball, and I'm sick of feeling like I'm getting pushed farther than I can go. I can't run longer than 10 minutes and I can't do pushups to save my life and I can't hit a slice before I can hit a forehand correctly and I can't do the ladder thing and I can't handle being gone for 2-3 hours every day and other crap. I honestly cannot think of one thing that I am good at. Or that I am even okay at. I am tired of telling myself "It's okay! You'll get better! You can do it! Keep going! Rah Rah Rah!!!" because basically I suck. They're going too fast, and I don't have time to catch up, and I'm no good at it.

I feel like that. I was unfortunately born the 'book' type in a community chock full of people that are so insanely gifted at any sport they try (Except soccer, which they still adapt to quickly, but they hate it.) that they probably consider professional sports kiddie ball. I have no idea how to react other than stiff upper lips.

And that's no help at all, I'm guessing. *sigh*

beaver_regnew · 03-27-2006, 09:10 AM

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Andrew: if life were a buddy-cop movie, Bennett W. would be my dumb sidekick.

Though I resent the "dumb" part, it's true. Small, don't mention my last name. I don't like it to define me. If you want a "dumb sidekick" name for me, I am to be called "Benny D."; but please, no one call me that...

**McLuvinjesus** · 03-27-2006, 09:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Small

Dad, you know what's scary? It is a serious possibility that we will someday meet by chance in Columbus or a suburb thereof. That's scary. Of course, that is no possibility with the Ms or the Ds...*sigh*

Yeah. That is scary. But if we were in the same area, I don't think we would recognize each other.

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Originally Posted by Mara

I am so exhausted.

I'm sad.

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So. I just got back from a youth retreat. It was awesome. I had a blast, and we all learned a lot and got to know each other a lot better. It was excellent.

Sounds like it was the McCracken.

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I had a significant conversation with one of the girls. Pray for her. And for me. No, I am not going to tell you more than that.

Okay.

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Tomorrow is Monday.

Yep.

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I don't know how much I like tennis anymore. I'm sick of getting bossed around by people that aren't much better than I am, and I'm sick of getting dragged from one technique to another before I'm even good at hitting the freaking ball, and I'm sick of feeling like I'm getting pushed farther than I can go. I can't run longer than 10 minutes and I can't do pushups to save my life and I can't hit a slice before I can hit a forehand correctly and I can't do the ladder thing and I can't handle being gone for 2-3 hours every day and other crap. I honestly cannot think of one thing that I am good at. Or that I am even okay at. I am tired of telling myself "It's okay! You'll get better! You can do it! Keep going! Rah Rah Rah!!!" because basically I suck. They're going too fast, and I don't have time to catch up, and I'm no good at it.

How many practices have you had? This is your first time ever playing tennis right? I don't think they really expect you to be good right away. You will learn how to do the forehand correctly eventually. You just have to hang in there. Of course, there is the possibility that you will never be a very good tennis player, but it is too early to decide that. I think.

I really don't know anything.

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So yeah. I've met one girl there. Her name is Lela. I don't know if that's how she spells it or not but I don't care right now. She's cool. I like her. She can also play tennis. Which is more than I can do.

That's good.

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Basically I hate tennis right now.

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My cellphone has dollars in it now I think.

I wish I had a cellphone with dollars in it.

Mara's Mom · 03-27-2006, 09:55 AM

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Originally Posted by Tony

Little boys have a strange fascination with being naked waist downwards.

*blink*

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Originally Posted by Andrew

Then after a nice nap it shall be. Maybe.

Maybe is a horrible word. There are other people you could call, you know. *sweetsmile*

Small made me laugh.

Bennett, you've quite possibly just sealed your fate.

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Originally Posted by Ben

I wish I had a cellphone with dollars in it.

Big brothers who buy their girlfriend a fancy phone REALLY help in this department. You need to find one of those.

It is cold and rainy here. Maybe there will be no tennis.

EDIT: I have just decided to stop staring at people. It doesn't feel very natural to me. I'm talking about this kind of stare: *stare*

**Small** · 03-27-2006, 10:30 AM

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Originally Posted by Bennett

Though I resent the "dumb" part, it's true. Small, don't mention my last name. I don't like it to define me. If you want a "dumb sidekick" name for me, I am to be called "Benny D."; but please, no one call me that...

No. No, it isn't true.

Better analogy: Bennett is to Small as Frodo is to Sam.