Wimbledon

I watched the men's singles finals today. it was not too intense but i was intensely rooting for the spaniard, rafael nadal to win. he's sexy. lol, in a non-obvious way but i think he's sexy. especially after i saw his emporio armani ad. hhhhhnnnnngggggg. my mom thinks djokovic is excessively cute. that's a bit disturbing. she was like: aawww look at him smile. if he changed his hairstyle, he'd look like a hot model. i was just like: NADALNADALNADALNADALNADAL.

nadal's name is tricky to type repeatedly.


but when djokovic won i almost cried for him. heehee. he was so happy but i also almost cried in sadness for nadal. he looked so sad. it was cute. it was SEXY. and djokovic's fiancee is SO PRETTY. DAMMIT. and my mom was like don't worry, you're pretty too but pretty's not everything. and i was like you're my mom, you have to say that. and she was like: oooohhhh, there are so many things i can opt to not say to you. i was like: ............

but i enjoy watching tennis now and my mom wants me to take it up. WATCH AS I CLEARLY FAIL AT IT WHEN I HAVEN'T EVEN TAKEN IT UP.