Cause I don't have the strength, dear

I'm finally back to blogging once again. I find myself to be heavy with thoughts lately, and figured I use this as an outlet.

I can safely say I'm in a pretty happy state as of now. These past few days have been the best, despite all the minute setbacks.

Wednesday [2.14]

Valentine's Day, or Single's Awareness Day, whichever you prefer, was both good and bad. I was excited the whole day to suprise her. School and tennis practice moved along swiftly. Then I rushed home to get ready. I could remember every detail of what follows, but I won't mention everything. I ordered the food, bought the batteries, forgot the flowers, went to the wrong house, surprise was foiled, danced, awkward-ish conversation and so on, ate alone, came home, bad news, stared at the ceiling all night long. It started out well but it gradually collapsed, and I wasn't looking too forward to Tennis Camp, and the weekend for that matter. But maybe I was going ahead of myself...

Thursday [2.15]

The feelings lingered on, and I hardly slept a wink that night/morning. I was in no mood to go to school. I didn't really talk to anyone, but later on I just did to forget the feelings. After third block, my 5-day weekend began. First day of Tennis Camp officially started at the chapel in school. We checked into the Ramada Inn. Pretty decent rooms, but I had good roommates, Luis and Miguelli. After checking in, we went to the Whittier Narrows for some tennis. It was Black vs. Gold. I played Doubles, with the best partner in the world Obdulio. Never had so much fun playing tennis. We were so enthusiastic that people got mad. Many highlights in that day. Accidentally hit my partner twice in the back. Karma paid me back and I got knocked downstairs and laughed til I cried. It was a good day to play tennis. Nightfall came and it was time for me to leave camp for "rehearsal." Jared and I were going to perform the day after. And we only practice twice. But we made good use of our practice and were able to get it down. Then I came back to the Ramada and ended the night with random conversation with the roommates. We ended up sleeping around 2-3 in the morning.

Friday [2.16]

Had to wake up at 7 for our "Continental Breakfast," which wasn't too good. It was enough to make me fool, but I wished I had an omelette or something instead of all those carbs. Then we went back to Whittier Narrows. We were to help coach JV2 since they were lacking a coach. I would say it was pretty fun. Seeing them trying to learn and get better reminded me of when I first started playing. They didn't too bad considering how I thought they would do. Then the time came to get ready for Angela's 18th birthday! I think I got there a little too early, since no one was there yet, but I was hoping to get practice time in. Jared came late with Pam and Marielle, and we practiced a few times before we went on. Andrea performed first. She played beautifully, like angels do. I never the harp sounded so good. Then me and Jared went up. Man I was so nervous. I took like three pisses before we went on. The guitars were overpowering, my nerves were making shake, and we performed. I messed up a couple of times, oh goodness. I don't know if people knew I was nervous because my leg was shaking triple time. But I felt so good after we performed. Our first show ever, it was good. Then came the ceremony. I tried to be funny by putting the rose in my mouth as if we were doing the tango. But I guess it wasn't that funny. Oh well. Oh dang I forgot, when I was getting food I thought this one thing was like garlic chicken or something and it ended up being frog legs. It made me lose my appetite yuck! Ok, then the dancing started. No one really wanted to dance, I guess cause all the parents were there, or like the music was bad? But then I told Angela to put on the Cha-Cha slide cause everyone would go up. And they did. Then everyone started getting crunk and crap. And this little kid was showing us up with his crazy footwork. The night ended with everyone going to Angela's brother's house in Monrovia. That house was amazing. The backyard was out of this world. I want one just like it when I own a house. Then I drove back to the Ramada Inn. I walked around looking for my roommated. I left Miguelli alone to talk on the phone. I looked for Luis and found him in Nick's room saying his Kairos talk. It felt like Kairos for 20 mins. Then we went back to our room. And I had a good talk with Luis. Ahhh those late night conversations are always the best. You learn a lot. We ended up sleeping at 3.

Saturday [2. 17]

Last Day of Tennis Camp, we had a fun time conditioning/exercising. Smelly and dirty, went back to the Ramada to check out. Went back to Whittier Narrows for a barbecue. The food was delicious. My bad luck continued when I dropped half my burger and guacomole spilled on my shirt. Went to the van and changed my shirt. Enjoyed my delicious burger. Played a little tennis, and then went back home. Got ready for Pam's party. I was running late and I planted the seeds of my demise by not telling my parents when I would come home. So I got to QQ Restaurant where everyone was eating cake. We chilled there for a while. Then the Circle plus Joseph went to Venice Beach, where we skated and longboarded and walked around. Joseph convinced me to overcome my fear of trying to backflip. I tried to do it twice, and failed both times. Then after we went to the Santa Monica Promenade. We walked around, watched these two guys perform, and we ate crepes! It was my first time and it was sooo delicious. Me and Paul shared the ice cream crepe. Oh man it was such a mouthgasm. Then after the Promenade we went to Pam's house. We sang some karaoke, then we got ready for bed. We pretty much stayed up all night. The majority of us stayed up til like 4. I wanted to pull an all-nighter but I didn't make it. That night involved a lot of laughing, cuddling, farting, and worry. And I knew I was in trouble.

Sunday [2.18]

We woke up at around 7 I think. Our original plan was to go to San Diego. We ate breakfast and then were on our way. Then the real trouble started. We were in the Anaheim area when my dad called. He told me to come home, and I was in really big trouble. We drove back from a wasted trip to Pam's house. Then we all went to my house to chill. Surprisingly my parents weren't as mad as I thought they would be. We played Wii, jammed, took pictures. Then we went to Santa Anita Mall to watch Pan's Labyrinth. I finally had Dippin' Dots, and I tripped out at how it felt weird in the mouth. Then we went to watch the movie. I fell asleep through the beginning unfortunately and I woke up confused at what was going on. But I guess it was a good movie. Joseph went of control haha. Pam snored. We went back to my house to chill a little before everyone left. That night was full of That's what she sad. Oh so many laughs. It was such a wonderful weekend. I love the Circle: Pam, Jared, Angela, Marielle, Jared, Paul, Julian, Lerma, and honorary members. I spent almost three days straight with them. Best time of my life thus far. I wish we hung out a lot more. We will go on a San Diego trip free of worries. But how about Hawaii instead guys? Wouldn't that be a trip?

Back to school in about 8 hours. I'm not doing too well. I'm going to get in even more trouble. Oh well, that's my fault. Hopefully this week is a little easy, since it's Kairos week. But still I got to work hard. I hope to write more later on. Until then.

Cause this is real, and this is good
It warms the inside just like it should
But most of all, most of all
It's built to last

Dedicated to the Circle