My Perfect Day

My perfect day would be on a Wednesday in the middle of June. It would be exactly 92 degrees outside and there would be a lot of activity in the small town of Wellington. To start off the amazing day I would wake up around 9 o'clock then go play a little tennis with Rafael Nadal, then advance to the golf course for two rounds with Phil Michelson and of course he would win. After that we would all go out to eat at maybe Ritzy Pizzeria or maybe not. Then I would retire early from all school ever and die happy.