Sunday, October 11, 2009

tennis and dedication.

So, I told myself that I wouldn't let this blog die. I wouldn't let it fade into oblivion like my livejournal and other blog on this website. No, this time would be different. I shall scold myself for not writing yesterday.

Bad, Kate. Bad.

Anyway. Today was a busy, fun-filled day. I volunteered to go sort some medication, went and played tennis with a grad student, then went and played through a recreational team here.

Con, my hand "resembles Freddy Kreuger's." I think I have some sort of issue where my skin is too soft, because I have five brand spanking new blisters blossoming on my palm. It's highly unfortunate.

Despite this, I feel amazing. It feels so good to get back out and hit, even if I did so in a rather unimpressive manner.

Today my roommate and I discussed what kind of pet we would like, or what we could get away with in our dorm. I suggested a turtle, but she isn't too keen on the idea. She wants a cat. We're not allowed cats in here. I could see this ending badly if we did adopt a feline friend.

Here in college, I've come to realize how much I miss home. I miss my puppy, and the ease of finding a friend who wants to do something utterly nuts, and my parents. Having a car and my dad's cooking were also greatly underappreciated when I lived there. My newfound freedom is a perk though, even if it means I have to muster up the energy to do my own laundry and wake myself up in the morning.

I believe I'm venturing home this weekend. We have a four day break, and I intend to make the most of it.

On a very random note, a few friends and I spent a majority of yesterday on youtube, discovering the very weirdest things it has to offer. If you want to laugh, look up "ninja cat," and click the first one, and Brandon Hardesty's "Funny faces and noises I can make (I-IV)." Time well spent.



I apologize if this entry is even more scatter-brained than normal. Having spent a good part of the day realizing how out of shape I am, my thought process is considerably slower.

Off to bed. Goodnight Moon.

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