11:26 p.m. - 2007-03-12
Bittersweet
Top 15 Reasons to Date a Tennis Player

1. Even when they're not scoring, they're in Love
2. They do it on more than one surface
3. They hit from any angle
4. They grunt when the action heats up
5. They're good with their hands
6. They do it with 2 or 4 people
7. They've got endurance to last 3 hours or longer
8. They wear tiny skirts for easy play
9. They know how to stroke it
10. They do it for unlimited minutes in many different positions
11. They like to be on top of their game
12. They enjoy getting hot and sweaty
13. They work the balls really well
14. They know how to take it up the middle
15. They play the court until they score
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So explicit! lol. But I love the first one.

Which reminds me not to play tennis at mid day. Ever. Especially when it's 80 outside. But it's coo. Got to chill on the hill near the Racquet Mountain tennis courts because the pool was filled with people. Probably broke in because there was so much debris around, I don't think it was legal to be there. Anyway, it's nice to chill on the grass and talk sometimes. Peaceful.

Final due tomorrow. Fack it. I'm so dead right now. Because freakking grean tea has caffeine I've learned! Dammit! No more freaking teas for me. After I didn't order a frappuchino for fear of not sleeping. Realizing that at 3am. Whatever. But I realized I had a passion lemonade tea tonight and that probably had caffeine too... Ugh.

So today was my day of mamoth writing time. After morning tennis Yannine and I decided that seven hours at school was way too much time to write up a five page essay so we jammed to Noodle Planet, which wasn't open yet, so we went to get thai food instead. Lady wouldn't give us the lunch special ten minutes earlier than noted. Biotch. Food was good at least. Paid our debt and shopped at this one store on the coner that I always pass by but never go into. Brandies. Their stuff was pretty nice and cheap, except for their $60+ jeans. Weird. Bought myself a new casual dress and stuff with it. It's so casualllll. lol, but I gotta lose some of the love handles. Just a little trim. I still want abs of steel before I go to the beach. (Abs not happening) Headed back to school after our two hour break and got to work. Roughly spent the next four hours writing/internet. I finished, for some reason Yannine made out with 2 pages... But we only needed to go to conference with the teacher lady anyway. Got there early and she let us converse. The people who we took their spots from started to pile up so I think we screwed up her schedulle. Oh well. Don't plan for 34+ students to come to your office on one day to review their essays.

Came home because Mane wanted to drive us to Starbucks even though I drove right by her place on my way home. She picked up Yannine and I and went off to see Lee at Starbucks. Conversed and left to eat at In-n-Out since Lee got bored of us and went back into the Starbucks backroom. I think my friendly In-n-Out guy quit or something because he wasn't working today. There was another nice guy there but obviously gay lol. Well, I didn't want to believe it. Ate my single sadness combo lol. SO good. Grilled cheese minus onions, animal style fries and extra spread which comes in a packet now... Ew.

I'm sooooooo tired. I've been avoiding writing a conclusion for awhile now. I feel bad for just writing my essay in one page but he asked for it. The max is two pages anyway. This was the topic I didn't understand and my other essays back my grade up anyway. Zzzz.

I've been bitter lately so don't mind me much. It's my pre-midlife crisis crisis. Or something like that. Just be nice and I'll be nice.

-keren