Yesterday I went to an all-day tennis tournament (went to school at 7am, got home at 6pm). I got sunburned, exhausted, and had a fabulous time. I won all of my games, we got second overall as a team. But I don't want to talk about it anymore. It was fun, but putting it down on paper doesn't seem to be doing it any justice.
After I got home, I went to Easter Vigil mass at 8. It lasted for two and a half hours, and is my all-time favorite service. We start outside standing around a fire, then process into a church without lights (except for the candles held by some of the congregation); the readings are the same every year, with the same soloists singing the same parts of the mass; candidates for baptism actually get to step into the baptismal font. Again, it is something that cannot be appreciated in words.
I'm sorry, this post is getting rather pathetic, now isn't it?
A Happy Easter to everybody today! Hope nobody had to work too hard, to too much homework, etc. Not sure what to do with your day? Go color some eggs, or have an Easter egg hunt, or eat some candy, or spend time with family. Those are my top suggestions for you.
I still have sixty words to go.
I googled Roxanne Betta to see if my blog would pop up. It did, but there was also this other site under mine about another girl named Roxanne Betta. I clicked on it and got this. At first I thought, "What are the odds that another girl would have the same name as me? Oh my gosh!" And just when I was getting excited, I realized that 'betta' was a slang for 'better' as in, "its roxanne betta known as... roxxy." And I had let myself get so excited. Oh well, I guess I don't really want people to think I was her. We're not really that similar.
Word Count: Completed
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