Love means nothing.

Love means nothing to a tennis player....Get it? No? I'll explain later. Got you to read my blog though, didn't I?

I FINALLY GET TO PLAY TODAY!

    I'm sooooo freaking excited. I haven't played in weeks. I haven't played with my own racket in months. I finally bought the grip tape that I've needed since last season.

   The only problem is...it's bright pink. I'm not a big fan of the color pink. I own MAYBE three shirts that are pink. Oh well. Big 5 had an awful selection to choose from. I was desperate! My biggest issue: Actually applying the grip tape. Maybe Abbie and Ian will help me?? Please?? ( I know at least one of them is going to read this before we go to the courts, most likely Abbie) (:

   But about my blog title. Love hurts in tennis. Why? In tennis it's 0. Love = 0. Why we say the scoring like that, I don't know. But Love literally means nothing to a tennis player.

  What'd you think? I'm not bitter! Yes, Love hurts but I haven't given up complete hope. However, Adriana isn't allowing me to get married till I graduate college... Hahaha

Anyways, my final note for today:

   I'm really looking forward to getting some exercise and taking out some frustration on the ball. Hopefully, I make it over the net and inside the lines...and let's hope my face doesn't start hurting even more then it already does right now!
 (: