Venus Williams pulls out of the US Open...

The tennis world is greatly and genuinely disheartened by Venus Williams withdrawal from the US Open due to an illness. The seven times grand slam champion announced last night that she had been diagnosed of an autoimmune disease (sjogren's syndrome) and would be unable to continue at the US Open. Very sad! I hope V gets better the soonest. But for now I guess Serena is forced to fly the Williams mighty flag alone at the US:(

Flushing Meadows Day 3

The mighty Miss Serena Wiliams, mightier than ever before, began the battle for her fourth US Slam title last night in front of thousands of giddy creatures at Arthur stadium, New York. In less than an hour, Miss Williams who hasn't been at Flushing Meadows since her misdemeanour in 2009, had already dispatched her opponent to the great delight of yours truly. A huge well done to her!

Venus Williams is in action tonight against Sabine Lisick. I wish her well. Lisick can sometimes be quite disrespectful towards former number ones. Venus definitely needs her best game!
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Tomorrow, the 1st of September 2011, I send my last born baby, Tj, to the slavery called school. I'm having a soak in my own tears. I fail to decipher how time has flown so ridiculously quickly! Why can't we keep these "animals" little forever?

Flushing Meadows day 2

Goodmorrrrning Earth, Hurricane Irene did us all tennis freaks a favour and left Flushing Meadows "uninjured"! Good stuff.

Here is some of yesterday's US Open tennis 2011 results; Venus Williams advanced, dodging first casualty, with ease. So did the Feds Express. But I can't say the same for Maria Sharapova. Her road to second round wasn't that smooth. The former world numero uno played her opening match against the British teen, Heather Watson, who had one murderous plan. Shame it didn't work out for her...Heather's murderous plan...to the disappointment of the Brits. Sharapova dropped the first set, strugglingly took the second and finished the deciding like a proper pro she is. Well done to her! And to Heather for showing the world that she can take on former world number ones without so much as sweat dripping from her soul.

Miss Serena Williams plays her opening match tonight. I've sprained a couple of nerves in anticipation!
I tell you, there is nothing that scares the core of my soul more than watching Serena play her first match. It never matters what tournament. I guess my fear has more to do with the "fear" of first casualty. It's always there...the fear of first casualty. No matter how big a player.
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On sunday, I watched the movies For Colored Girls and Precious one after the other. I ended up getting depressed! The movies have a lot of issues, man... Putrid issues!
But I pacified my injured soul with Bad Teacher. I love Cameron Diaz. She's such a "Chic"!

Finally got my claws on Beyonce's 4! I'm elated! However, I haven't yet made up my mind about most of the tracks in it. I absolutely love "I was here". In a weird way, I feel it talks about me...lol And I think "Start over" is the best in there. Beyonce genuinely put her whole soul into the song. And the depth of feeling and maturity in the lyrics is profound. I love it!
All in all, I don't think the album is as fierce as Shasa Fierce - my opinion - I'm entitled to it:)
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My honourable hubby has a cold...(he's not faking this time) koma eeeeh...the exaggeration...one would think the dude is about to siya ze ufa! Men are a true conundrum!

Flushing Meadows 2011.

So Beyonce finally has a life growing inside her! Shweeet!!!
Earth is exhilarated!
I wish Miss Knowles the very best of the morbid morning sickness and heartburn.
And I pray the baby doesn't look like its dad...lol

Well, that's that. Jay-z and B have been sexing... it's ok. Let's now concentrate on what's happening in New York City at Flushing Meadows.
It's ON, baby!
It's SO ON...
I mean the last tennis slam of the year...
You should all see the smile on my soul...

I really really really...
I mean, really want to write about how Arsenal FC got viciously "RAPED" and "Impregnated" with octuplets this afternoon at Old Trafford...
I really really want to give my sage opinion on the sad matter, but eeeish...I'm quite speechless with the news, myself.

Really, how does such a giant, most revered football club like Arsenal allow itself to get "ManHandled" in such a soul shattering fashion?
*SMDH*

Football, such a harsh game!
At the beginning of this year, I told myself that I wasn't going to follow both the Premier and champions league to save my heart from breaking. But I realise I lied to myself. I'm deeply stuck into this destructive marriage with Chelsea. No matter how badly I get hurt, no matter how sadly I cry, I still go back to Chelsea. The "Guy" has a serious hold on my damn soul, it's crazy!
I didn't know pain can be so addictive.

Anyway, I guess now it's time for me to help the mourners at Emirates mourn loudly and reflect on the shite that's upon them.
Amen!
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The hurricane wants to piss on my tennis; well f*** it!

If you spell my name like this: "Hana", then your existence is inexistent to me.
If you spell it like this: "Hanna", then you deserve everlasting affliction...

To neanderthals who take pleasure in stripping my name naked, it ends today!
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Dear Chelsea FC,

I'm breaking up with you.

Yours forever,
Hannah!
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To all tennis freaks, Flushing Meadows commences Monday, the 29th of August. Let's see if Novak Djokovic can maintain his unconquerable streak.
#I'm a SerenaTard eternally!

Last night, I fell asleep on the couch while watching cartoons with my youngest son. I knew I was sleeping, yet I felt so much awake. I have no idea how long I stayed in that zombish state, but the next thing I saw, but with my eyes closed, was the tv in front of me... It had mysteriously taken some sort of human form and was saying if I didn't go to bed in fifteen counts, it would come and swallow me up. Yes, the tv said that...
Within a tick of a second, I had my son in one hand, and the phone in the other, flying up the stairs like a mad mother eagle high on crack.

***I'm a dead man walking!

***Ndamupeza Gaddafi. Iye ndi banja lake aku chiller in my crib:)