Love Me Do.
Hmmm, I definitely have the best boyfriend ever. The End.
Here, I'll elaborate: Yesterday, Kerry surprised me at tennis practice with beautiful red roses. The whole team was yelling "awww" as I ran up to him in slow motion - I swear it felt like I was in a movie! I know, I'm a cheeseball, but it was so sweet. He sat there and watched me play for like 2 hours, and then he played against me for another hour. He was so bad, but that's okay, because he's a sweetheart and that makes up for it. You'd think that would be enough, but nooooo. Today, I had a match and I whooped the girl's ass! 6-0 6-3, baby! So, I get off the court, pour some water into my cup, and some dude comes and hugs me from behind. (How scared would you be?) Who was it, you ask? Kerbear! He had been watching me play the whole time, but he was incognito because he knows I get nervous when people watch. This time, he brought me a flower made of chocolate lol. Ahh, I love him. I missed him so much; it had been almost three weeks since the last time I saw him. All is good in the world again, except for my calculus and chemistry grades, but I'm going to ignore that right now.
Only 4 days until our one year anniversary!