The tennis thing was fun. Even though I lost, I still kind of had a good time, not one of my best Saturdays, but it was better than staying home doing nothing... We lost. I think, if I had a differnt partner or if I played singles, I might have atleast came close to winning. The first game we had 1 to 11, the second game we had 1 to 8. We didn't even half way win. It was pathetic. I wish she would have just hit the ball softer or hit it at all. Everytime she hit the ball it was out. Everytime it was a perfect time to hit it, she didn't. Her serves are horrible. She can't keep score for shit. God, I shouldn't be saying this, it's mean, but it's true... It was great how I got to be with you. It's nice. It was fun, it really was. Maybe we could do something this weekend? I hope we can. It'd be great. I have to do a family tree project. God, I don't want to. I hate my family. I only like about 2 or 3 people in my family. Catie's dad was talking to my grandma. I hate how her dad always says shit about me. I wish my grandma would have like slaped him or something and said like stop saying my Alex is a slut *swap!*, but no, she just let him talk to her. If I had a grandchild and I knew someone's dad always called her/him a slut or something of that sort, I would beat the shit out of them. Oh well. I'll write more later...