swinging sunday

Dear Diary, i woke up this morning and i didnt believe it's sunday already. it's the last day of my weekend. damn it. i kinda hoped to rewind it again. okay. it began at 9:45 when i realized i had slept in my mother's room. it was humiliating actually. but well it was a total accident. i was kinda drunk the night before because of the "bitter sweet martini". (see my last post). so there's no big deal of sleeping with our own mother. except i'm already 14, it doesnt seem to be like something unusual. together with my brother and mother, we slept for about 10 hours. yeah yeah i know that it shouldn't be a habit but the fact is that her room is very big that it might be able to fit more than 3 pool tables. and also is very cold and there's a giant bed cover like we usually see in the hotels.

after waking up, my brother reminded me about the tennis lesson. i'm going to the tennis lesson place in kemayoran at 11. yeah it sounded just fine. tennis. i'm going to play tennis. it was the first tennis lesson i joined after 3 full years off. i prepared my tennis rackets and drinks before we went there. it was more fun that i'd expected it was gonna be. my brother and i came there and played together. we have the same world tennis player that we like. it's rafael nadal. i was inspired of him. i wanted to be like him. i know that it sounds gay. but yeah i got into tennis because of him and the other world tennis players that i like. they are novak djokovic, marcos baghdatis, ferdando verdaso, roger federer, andy roddick, and many many more of them who i like. but for the girls, i like daniela hantuchova because she's beautiful and damn hot.

without looking at the time, we played tennis very well. i had this one high ball and i was aiming to swing the ball across the court just like nadal always does. i shot it and it went just an inch above the net and it went smoothly passing the coach and it hit the baseline and it went in. he gave me a thumb up and a big smile. yeah i was proud! at that time, i finally fell in love into tennis again just like 3 years ago. well i had a memory of the place. it was the same place where i had tennis lesson 3 years ago. i had collected one tennis tournament trophy because of being a runner-up. i might have been the champion. but i didnt have the opportunity to play in the final because i was going to denmark for the cisv village program when i was 11 together with rena and friends.

after the 2-hour tennis session, we went home. i had a shower. and guess what i'd seen? my dog bonita is having her period for the first time. isn't it cool? yeah it was really shocking for the first time but i was happy because she could be pregnant and has a child together with arnie, my dalmatian dog. but still i hadnt had a time to bring her to the animal doctor to give her an immunisation for diseases.

i spent the rest of my weekend watching hbo in my room. it's not tv. it's hbo. i watched 3 movies today. it was reign over me, balls of fury and heartbreak kid. i prefer watching heartbreak kid. it was about this playboy acted by ben stiller who had married to a girl that he'd met for just 2 months. he went for a honeymoon to cabo, mexico. the girl he married was suffering a sun-burn and her skin was all red so she had to stay in the hotel's room. so he was free and could go anywhere he wanted. he started to meet another girl and started having a relationship together. finally the girl knew it and their relationship broke up. he went to the other girl hometown in mississippi, usa and tried to apologize but didnt work out because she had already married to another man. 18 months later, they both met in cabo, mexico again. the girl went there because she went there every year. and the guy went there because he lived there and opened a business there with a guy called uncle tito. they were together again. but the film ended with the guy having another girl again and rewind the whole story again. you should really watch it. and the point that i want to have from this story is that if you want to be with somebody, dont you dare be with somebody else. it wouldnt work out. in any ways, the tragedy would be found out sooner or later. yet again it's gombal. but yeah it's a perfect story for playboys out there.

here i am 10:40
still blogging still playing
had to prepare for tomorrow's school

it's been ruben reporting for hollandess.blogspot.com
signing off..