Tennis was interesting since I couldn't walk or run. I somehow managed a whole lap around the track, and then was in severe pain. Luckily we had a pretty laid back practice today, so I just hobbled around while people generally made fun of me. However, I made fun of myself a lot too, so it was ok. Natalie thought my hobbling, injured walk was sexy... Yeah, that's right! So stop making fun of me. Not everyone can be as sexy as me and my walk.

I got back from having tea with Chris about half an hour ago. It was really nice to just sit and talk outside Panama. He can only drink tea and "Gatorade a la foot" right now. Last time we walked a million miles around Livermore, but this time we agreed that my sexy walk couldn't stand up to that much walking (hobbling). I got a hot Chai tea, which was delicious. He got some cinnamon thing with some other weird herb in it. On the way back to his car this other car was coming along the road in the distance. Chris asked me if he thought we could make it, referring to my foot. I hobbled faster and hit him, which was slightly satisfying. I also mentioned that if the car didn’t stop for us, I'd push him in front of it to save myself. He thought that was very decent of me; I thought so too.

Tomorrow is school. Bleuck. I don't want to have math....Calculus....Death. And I think AP Lit will be a bit of a challenge, but hopefully Psych will be fun. I've never had a "fun" class before, so it better be just that: FUN. I'm excited about seeing some amazingly cool people I haven't seen in a while and not so excited about seeing others. However, the wonderful people far out do the not so wonderful ones.