Dinosaur

Last week I got a dinosaur shaped sandwhich cutter. It is possibly the best thing I've ever bought. Ever. It makes lunch a little more fun, if I do say so myself.




Anyways, I've started bringing my lunch to school. Pb&j dinosaur sandwhich, apples, and cheerios every day. Well, I have to make my lunch in the mornings before I leave, and I've been proud of myself because I haven't forgot it yet! And well, that ended today. I forgot it, but I wasn't exactly upset about it. I could go one day without lunch, but obviously my mom didn't think so.

I'm in third block and the substitue is taking roll when an office helped walks in with a sack lunch. "I bet that's mine." I whisper to Rachel and Cho.

"Really?" Rachel asked while laughing. We eye the bag while the teacher reads the name on the post it note.

"Is there a Melissa Mc-" I cut him off.

"That's me!" I call out to him. I go up there to claim my lunch, and to my surprise it's heavier than I expected. She packed a water bottle, fiber bar, and some gum!

"Why is my mom so awesome?" I say as I sit back in my seat. "She brought me gum too!" Rachel and Cho just laugh at me, but deep down I know that they are jealous.

Goodness

Boy has it been awhile. Well, I'm getting back into the swing of things! Hello new blog (:

Lately life has been a bit hectic. Tennis season has started, and it feels like I've been waiting forever for it to get here. I was so pumped about tennis, and apparetnly so were a bunch of other girls. People would come up to me and ask me about tennis. Like, what we would do for conditioning and all that jazz. Me being me, I made it seem like no big deal, because really.. I didn't think it was. Last year I didn't remember it being too hard. I mean, I made it out alive AND on the team, so why couldn't they?

Well the first day of conditioning comes around..

"Okay girls, we are going to be running a lot this year. So, do you stretches and after that meet me back here. " Coach Wiggins said with a smile.

I paniced, running? A lot of running? Are you kidding me? Maybe she is just making it seem more than it really was.. Ha.

We go to meet her, and what do you know, she wasn't kidding. "Alright," she grins, "Elida will lead the group through the normal path. You will be running for 20 mins. Straight." I died a little inside. "Go!" she yelled at us playfully.

So, off we went. Running. It was madness, and I wasn't sure how long I was going to last. You see, I don't run. Well, I do.. but not for long amounts of time. I'm more like a sprinter. Short and fast, that's how I roll, er, run. Anyways, we are running and some of the girls are falling back, including me. My breaths are coming shorter and I die a little every time I get closer to the stairs, but I press on. We finally get done and I feel like crap.

Yeah, tennis conditioning isn't that hard.