It's Funny

I've never been worried about making a tennis team in my entire life.

Until today.

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I MADE THE TEAM!

No, I did not make the Duke Varsity Women's Tennis team, which won the NCAA tournament last season. I made the Women's Club Tennis team, which is still a pretty competitive team, just a notch below the Varsity team. There were probably thirty or so girls who tried out today -- and from what I could discern from the e-mail, only 11 were admitted to the competitive team (MY TEAM -- the rest are kind of like Junior Varsity). And apparently, we travel around the country (?) for competitions. :O

But now I am sad that I was not in California this weekend. Otherwise, I would have totally gone to watch Silversun Pickups perform this weekend at Outside Lands Music Festival. Boo.

On another note, I woke up one morning a few days ago to find 10 review alerts from fictionpress in my inbox. That's right, TEN. I was so happy/ashamed -- happy that there are people out there who are still reading my dormant story, ashamed that I have not updated in more than six months.

It's funny though. It's been about three years since I started the story. Writing can mark progress of one's life, and I can tell from reading my old work that I have grown up. My characters were flat and two-dimensional, based on stereotypical characters I had often read about in books or watched in movies. But the 18-year-old me has met many different people in the last three years. I've watched relationships grow, bloom, and wilt; I've met some pleasantly eccentric and not-so-pleasantly weird people; and I myself have changed. When I read the writing I wrote as a 15-year-old, I am dismayed by how flat Rhys is, how much I oversimplified Rory's character, and how underdeveloped the supporting characters are. A part of me is too embarrassed to reread my work, but on the other hand, another part of me is dying to rewrite and revise.

Pssttt. Want to know something? I had this idea of writing a blog from the point of view of a Duke freshman girl. I was considering wiping out Heart & Crossbones and starting over with a new semi-fictional blog. I'd create a new persona and write about the girl's epic adventures. Since my life is so boring, I'd entertain my friends with fictional accounts of Duke life. Win-win, right? I get to live vicariously (as I always do) through my character, and the rest of you get a good story.

Unfortunately, it turns out that I have way too much shit to do every day. But who knows? Maybe I might. Someday, sometime.

And now, jumping to yet another completely unrelated note... I feel strangely excited, and seemingly for no reason. But then again, I'm sure I'll feel otherwise Monday morning when I get up for class.