WOOT!! i swear this wasn't rigged..I SWEARRRR! why won't anyone believe meeeee?! *wails* okok i'm just assuming no one believes me but yeah, go try it..(cred to 7h3v4r from judeslads)
and last night i couldn't watch the epic battle that was Chels vs Liverpool cos i was advocating the fight against child labour, on microsoft word. i came out just in time for the match analysis by Dykes, Masefield and gang. i heard '2-0', felt the blood rush out of my face and stormed back to my room. i don't wanna know who scored(but whether i like it or not, i already know). I don't wanna know who Mourinho subbed in the back line this time. I don't wanna know who they're gonna buy in the upcoming transfer window. I DO want to know when Terry's getting back..its true, they over relied on him and thought 'Noooo, he'll never get injured!'. bloody bugger's have been bitten in the arse and are still yelping in pain..
oh what the hell, i can't be arsed about it anymore..hrmph..
i just want a replacement for my sodding watch that fell off and got trampled into the mud at the muse concert..people used to asked me for the time, and maybe its an ego problem or something, but yeah, i don't like asking other people for the time cos i've always been self sufficient in that department. i've worn a watch every single day of my life for God knows how long..and i'm picky about these things. i want a proper one, not something free from some drug company/bank/petrol station
and now i just feel like the biggest prat in the world. kthxbai >_<
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