Thursday, January 25, 2007
Mark Woodforde 
Todd Woodbridgethese two pictures, my frens are my most prized possessions right now... I finally met the Woodies again and I haven't been happier...
They have been my role models ever since I watched them play in real life when I was a little girl who first picked up tennis... and it was a dream to meet them again and watch them play even though they both have retired...
and i have been a silly little fan girl who's been tearing ever since...everytime i think abt the meeting n telling it to someone... and its more than a girly crush even though Todd is still really cute in my opinion... I met Roddick n Safin but I didn't cry after tt..it was just yay! i met them...
and they are the 2 nicest ppl ard.. the lady beside me asked for their autographs and Todd just said "of cos! you stayed till 10pm to watch us play, that's the least u deserve.." sweetie! i've got quite a few autographs of players on my tennis ball (the huge one in the 2nd pic) but most of them were scribbles...but for todd and mark, they really printed their names and not just some hurried scrawlings...and they were nice enough to hang ard and took pictures with anyone who asked.... they dun rush off after pictures..but made sure the pictures turned out good too... i was just in awe...they are so nice..
you know how sometimes celebs fall short of ur expectations when u meet them... this is the complete opposite... still cant believe how nice they were..n that i actually met them n saw them play again...
I can never thank them enough for making me fall in love with tennis just by doing what they do best... and now for making the little girl in me so ecstactic
found a pot of gold@ 16:10
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
