Every glance is killing me,

Saturday, July 05, 2008

yes yes yes ! another fed-nadal final ! hahaha.
anyways, this is so funny,
Federer walked out in his custom-designed cream cardigan, the one with the gold "RF" on the chest. Safin, in contrast, looked as though he might have just rolled out of bed, emerging from the locker room with his T-shirt wrinkled, his sneakers untied, his hair mussed. During the third set, a woman in the crowd yelled, "Come on, Safin, wake up!"
haha, i think safin just gave up like literally gave up before playing man.
durung the second set, Schuettler started playing so well, i was like cursing and swearing at him. oh, my poor nadal. at one point, he fell and was bleeding. : ( but anyways, he's tarzan right, nothing can stop him from beating that 94th ranked german guy.
anyways, miraculously i passed chinese!! thanks to my listening compre, oral and paper one compo. i've got a C. but thats sucks too. i need at least a B back man.

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