The attack of a teenager's rants.

So, like many other students, I joined badminton today. I was just as surprised as everyone else when the coach said that there will not be cuts. Some people (like the inexperienced me) were jumping for joy because we wanted to play badminton but sucked. Others, like maybe 80% of my non-freshmen friends, were not so happy that the team will be smothered with complete newbies and how the team will be too full. I was slightly concerned, though, because most of my friends have already played and mastered the art of badminton, but I only played a couple times during the summer and had fun. I’m terrified of the whole, “You suck at badminton!” idea. I don’t want to hide in a corner during practice; I want to go out there and hit the birdie. However, since I’m still pretty new at it, I will probably swing and miss until I get a friend to coach me. After the no-cut announcement, my brother went up to me and asked me to be his doubles partner if his friend said no. I said no, because I didn’t want to 1) be a back up and 2) get stuck with my infamously-horrible brother. I had already made some plans with a friend to be my doubles partner, anyway. I’m still mortified of the whole idea of badminton (not as much as I was scared of how crowded the room was… all that came to mind during the meeting was, “CLAUSTROPHOBIA…”), but, hopefully, I’ll be able to make it without getting slapped in the face with multiple birdies. But now that I think about it… will my PSP collect dust now? :(