Life

I can't say I've much enjoyed the past week or so. Sick since last Friday, I'm not getting any better. Probably worse. Since Tuesday I have attended a total of two classes, one of which was just to turn my Senior Project. It hasn't helped that I've made time for tennis the entire week despite my sickness. I can't afford to miss practice, but at the same time I feel weak and worthless out on the court. Hopefully this will get better soon.

Match Challenged

Anxious, excited, nervous, disgustingly patient....all words to describe my demeanor over the past two weeks; all because I havent played a single tennis match. Since the last time I played, against North Medford, I've had my past three matches rained out (North Bend, Roseburg, and Grants Pass) This may sound like a weird reason this emotional, but right now tennis is something I can't stand going without.

Even worse than not playing, is the feeling that comes after nervously waiting a match all day only to hear the the school intercom come on announcing "the boys tennis match today has been cancelled". Almost like the "blue-balls" of the tennis world, this has been painful.

The pain gets worse, knowing that next Saturday is our next scheduled match. But who knows...if this weather continues the whole tennis season may just get rained out.

Disco Fever

Walking out of the disco assembly at my school today, I overheard this girl next to me using what I might consider typical girl logic.

typical South Medford Girl #1: It's going to be hot at the dance tonight, we need to dress REALLY slutty.

typical South Medford Girl #2: Totally!

Tim Rupp

I dropped my AP Statistics class today, a scary experience if you consider the teacher is one of the biggest douches on the planet....

-More on this later today-

Forecast Foe

I hate the weather right now in the Rogue Valley. One day it's rainy and cold, the next sunny and gorgeous. It is so incredibly frustrating...fearing that if I was my car one day, it will rain the next....and not knowing what to wear in the morning. This just bugs the hell out of me. Not to mention tennis. Extreme wind and rain are not conditions that make tennis players better. Who knows? I'm sure this too will pass, and that April showers will bring May flowers.

Ignorance

Today, as I sped home from tennis practice, I decided to switch my radio to AM, and see what talk radio had to offer. It sounded as if the two men were discussing illegal immigration, a topic I wrote my senior paper on, and feel strongly about. Obviously it is possible to have an intelligent conversation over the matter, but not with these two.

They came up with several solutions, each more disturbing and hateful as the next. First they decided that dams should line the Rio Grande creating extremely deep waters where an aggressive breed of pirahna could be introduced. They described this special species as "one that would love Mexican food". Next they detailed how a the deeper, more treacherous Rio Grande would just wash these Mexicans out into the Gulf of Mexico to drowned.

The way these two laughed as they discussed theses cruel tactics was appalling. I didn't listen long enough to catch the name of the program, but I can assure that if you turn on talk radio, and hear a big asshole talking, its probably the same guy. Normally, I can handle talk radio, and feel comfortable in calling myself a conservative republican. These two douche bags considered themselves "conservatives", but I guarantee you they're not....just members of the douche bag party of America.

My awkward moment of the day

Finding myself early for a tennis match at North Medford High School, I decided it would be a good idea to go to the bathroom before my match. Unfortunately, finding a bathroom at North is like the proverbial needle in a haystack.

Walking through the campus, I saw a teacher and asked him, figuring he could point me in the right direction. I asked "Do you know if there is a bathroom here in the economics building (the one I was closest to), or where the closest one is?" Here is the awkward part. He responds by telling me that he is a substitute, and only knows where one bathroom is.

The walk to that bathroom was weird.... to say the least. It was a very pre-bathroom break sort of a conversation, not really revolving around anything because of the realization that in a couple of minutes we would both enter the same bathroom and cease talking to each other. Either way, talking with someone you don't know, while walking towards a bathroom is pretty bad.

Decisions

I have some tough descisions to make......
p.s.- fuck you Stanford.

Pimp song of the day: "Lonely" by Akon

TV Appearance

Tonight I will get my 15 minutes of fame. Well not really. My team's match for the finals of the Southern Oregon Brain Bowl Tournament against Ashland will be live on PBS tonight at 7pm (that's channel 8 for those of you in Southern Oregon). I'm pretty stoked. You should check it out.

-UPDATE-

We won. After beating...crushing Ashland for the Large school title, our South Medford Brain Bowl Team beat Cascade Christian(small school champion) to become the SOU Regional Brain Bowl Tournament Champions.