Loser...

I lost my tennis match yesterday 2-8. Apparently (let's call her Cindy) she just came back from some uber-tennis camp in South Carolina where you run four miles every morning @ 6. The thing about Cindy is that she isn't even a freshman yet, but she's been known as being easier off the court than she is on it, or vice-versa. Oh well, I just sound petty. She's pretty nice and all.

Today I play Shauna. Coach L told me that she will be coming from a funeral to the match. I hope it doesn't affect her game. I wanna win fair and square.

The trophies are bobble-heads. Yipee!

More later...