I AM...

I am a tennis freak who didn't know what American Idol was until 8th grade

I wonder how stupid I was when I spilt Pocari-Sweat over my bag

I hear tennis racket faces hitting the ball making great noises

I see myself rushing home, plopping on the bed getting ready to sleep

I want... actually, I need sleeping time right now



I am a tennis freak who didn't know what American Idol was until 8th grade

I pretend to study at home when I'm actually chatting with my friends

I feel cold and hot at the same time.

I touch my pencil grip which looks like gum

I worry about all my test grades before it comes back since I always think I failed it

I cry when I read books or when I watch movies and TV



I am a tennis freak who didn't know what American Idol was until 8th grade

I understand that I can't be friends with Johnny's

I say that I don't believe in fate and Gods

I dream to go to Far East Tournaments for tennis

I tried to fly when I was little

I hope I can have what I want right now, but I can't say what it is



I am a tennis freak who didn't know what American Idol was until 8th grade