I’m Not Bitter, Just Cynical











{August 9, 2008}   Uniforms…

Well, it’s time to tell you about the tennis team uniforms. One of the good things about tennis is you can wear really cute outfits while playing. I am a serious tennis player, but that doesn’t mean I don’t like cute tennis clothes.

The first part of our uniforms is the team tee. It’s designed by the seniors every year. This year it’s going to be tie-dye, but that’s all I know about it.

The second part is a skirt. You can get either a fitted straight white skirt or a black skirt with a flare at the end. I’m getting the black. :)

The third part is the two pleated skirts and a sleeveless polo. The skirts are pleated all around except for the front part, which is straight. One is plain and one is plaid. The polo has a small tennis symbol near the collar.

The last part is the dress. It is all white except for two parts on either side. They’re pretty cute. :D

Unfortunately, my mom has to fit the polo and dress for me because they’re two big. And yes, I have the smalls, but they don’t have any extra smalls.



{June 11, 2008}   Awkward Topic #1

Bra shopping!

I am just about the pickiest person when it comes to these things. They can’t be too noticeable under a T-shirt, and pretty little designs are a nix, unless I really like them. I don’t like underwire or front clasps, and the straps have got to tighten a lot. Nude bras must match my skin tone almost exactly, and white bras should not easily show sweat, even though I don’t normally sweat much. Sport bras must be comfortable, and the straps should not come up on the neck like some do.

Then there’s the problem of finding my size. Not good. I am so small! You don’t even want to know my size: 30AA. Yeah. And I don’t even think that’s right, because the band always seems big. Ick.

So, I’m still struggling to find the right bra.



...For Your Daily Dose of Cynical Sarcasm!

You just might be a slut if…

  1. Your skirt, dress, or shorts are cut above the knee.
  2. Your sleeves do not cover your wrists.
  3. Your hair is not pulled into a tight bun and covered by a hat.
  4. You walk next to, not behind, guys.
  5. You show your ankles.
  6. You do not fear men.
  7. You have boobs.
  8. You smile or wave at a guy.
  9. You talk to a guy.
  10. You poke, slap, pat, or high-five a guy.
  11. You look at a guy.
  12. You wear a swimsuit.
  13. You are in an area where a guy might be sighted.
  14. You wear any trace of make-up.
  15. You somehow wronged the person accusing you of being a slut.

(Please note: This is fully sarcasm and is not meant to offend anybody. If it does, I offer an apology and a Walmart gift card)



{June 8, 2008}   Summer!

Ah, ’tis finally summer. And I have a cold.

God probably thinks he had a sudden stroke of ironic genuis and is rolling on the floor laughing right now. How cruel.

And I have absolutely nothing fit for warm weather in my closet aside from 5 t-shirts, two pairs of athletic shorts, and two tennis skirts. Oh, and two pairs of flip-flops.

See, the problem is, my legs are too long and thin and my waist is too small. If the length is correct, the waistline is not, and a belt causes it to poof out. If the waist fits correctly, the legs are too short. I would love a pair of short-shorts, but my waist is too small to fit any I like. I would also love a cute summer dress, but just trying to convince my mom to buy me one would most likely result in death, injury, or even punishment.

 I would wear one of my four tank tops, but unfortunately an awful sunburn paired with unsightly peeling has nixed that option.

So I guess I’ll just have to be content with hiding inside all summer except when on the tennis court. Poo.



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