I'm trying to justify my laziness these past few days. My first argument is that it's spring break and break, according to dictionary.com is -- holy shizwits, there are 122 definitions -- okay, as defined in this case: a brief rest, as from work. And goodness knows I've been in need of it. Sadly, a toothpick bridge won't build itself nor will math integrate itself, so this whole break thing? Yeah, it's a bust.
Tennis districts begins in two days. I'm trying not to be a nervous wreck and just remember to have fun. Interesting how now that I've become super competitive I get more emotional during practices and matches. I've already cried in front of my whole team. Twice.
I finally put something in my moleskine. Nothing fancy, though. Not yet.
I really, really, really, REALLY want to go to the beach. I have so many ideas for neat pictures to take there. It'd be better with friends, but perhaps if the weather is nice I can convince my mom to go.
Have a marvelous weekend!