August 10, 2011 6 Comments
“Oooooh, we’re halfway there. Ooooooh, living on a prayer. Take my hand, we will make it, I swear. Oooooh, Living. On. A prayer”.
What the hell is Bon Jovi doing here?, you might ask yourself. The first phrase, you know? Halfway there. To celebrate the 15th post of the 30 days of tennis challenge. Halfway there. 15 to go. In the end I’m gonna miss it, totally will.
And by the way, have you noticed how often I’m using ‘edginess’ and ‘sleepiness’ as excuses to make shorter posts? Why would today be different? It’s close to 11 p.m. here, and I’m feeling weird for no reason. I just need a full night of sleep and rest. Ich brauche!
To the chase. I warn you even though guys who don’t have the slightest idea of who they are and what they do for a living would say ‘Dang, these gals are hawt!’ when staring to a photoshooting of Ana Ivanovic or Sharapova, she won’t be here. Why? Well, I’m avoiding the clichés.
This means the chosen one, by a naughty face of difference, is Daniela Hantuchova. The last phrase explains it all. I was torn between her and Vika. You know, she’s too skinny for my standards, and too tall. She’s not the kind of girl I’d date in real life – though it’s not really my call hahaha – but what can I do? She’s extremely hot. Or attractive, whatever.
There’s not much left to be said here.