Today has been a long day; just like most of my days since softball has started. I love playing softball and I love the team. I would not trade it for anything. A couple weeks ago, I hurt my arm. At first, I thought my muscle was sore because I was throwing a lot and I had not thrown in a long time. However, the soreness persisted. So yesterday, I finally had time to go to the trainer. He thinks I have a small case of tendonites. I have to take an easy on it this week. This makes me sad because we have our first games this weekend and I want to play in them. I still might be able to if I rest my arm right now.

Today, we received back our tests in American survey. Not many people were happy with their grades. They did a lot worse than what they thought they would. I had before offered to help them if they needed any help considering how much I love history. After seeing their grades, they want help. I am glad to be of assistance. I love sharing my love of history with others. I just need to watch and make sure my grades don't drop.

I love having conversations with certain people. They just remind you of certain things. For instance, yesterday I received my physics test grade back. I did not do as good as I had hoped to. The mistakes I made were silly mistakes. While I was talking about it to someone, he said "You can't change it by worrying about it. All you're doing by regretting it is worsening the situation by lowering your mental stability." He went on to say, "You had a bad test. There's no point in having a bad day about it because there is nothing you can do about the test grade. So get over it and get on with the day having a good time because when you've been in heaven for a million years a measly test grade isn't going to matter any." Its just one test grade. I can probably make it up by doing good on the rest of the tests. Just need to have the determination to do it. I just can't give up after one bad test grade.