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Tennis. The joys. The sorrows. The loves. The HATES.

OH.
MY.
GOD.
*cries* They are SO mean to me. They are SO VERY MEAN TO
ME!!! I had to drive to Memmy (well, my dad had to,
anyway) and then back home, then BACK to Memmy, and then
back home. WTF??? They force me to do a fundraiser I have
no intention of doing, they make me go there at three and
then make me come back at seven-thirty and then send me
back home to get stupid information and... *dies* Tennis
has been Hell from the very beginning. And they're going
to force me to do a city-tennis-meet on the last day of
tennis! I can't even swing the raquet the right way! WHAT
THE HELL???

*sobs frantically*

Good Gawd.

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