Second Place..

Man U beat Arsenal in a thriller early this morning. Having been focusing my energy on Roger Federer the past fortnight(mentally exhausting), I found it hard to wake up in the wee hours of the morning just to support my favourite soccer team whose play is as erractic as Marat Safin. One game, they can play at a pedastrian's pace with no urgency, and the next game, they will play as if they have been possessed. You never know which team is going to turn up. So, the best solution is just to tape and hope for the best the next morning. Thankfully I got my wish.

Hingis' comeback ended in a defeat. She has no plans to return to competitive tennis. Hiaz. I hope she returns to be a sports commentator. At least, I can still see her at Grand Slams or better still, sitting in Federer's player's box.

Someone has been complaining that my past entries have been filled with nothing but tennis and Roger Federer. Well, that's what my life evolved around for the past 2 weeks. I can't be blogging on something that hasn't been happening to me right? haha. I know you are really interested in some aspects of my personal life, but I shan't be divulging it to the whole world. Perhaps it would be best that you speed up your draggy experiments so that we can meet up. But then again, you've heard things from the other party, so I'm not sure if you are interested in them already unless you want my version of the story:)