Hello there, the angel from my nightmare.

Dear Chelsea,

What in the world happened? Have you all decided to have haircuts before the game? I strongly suggest that no one should get haircuts before any game. It is bad luck.

Very much feeling wonky,
-me-


Meh. WTF. I nearly bit off my nail watching the game.

I know, I place the blame on the most ridiculous things. The boys getting haircuts, me not wearing the lucky shorts, the away kit of doom (okay, this one makes sense, because it scares off the players more than anyone else). I am wonky.


I laughed when Carlo was angry at Boa Morte. JT, you mad bugger. No more fighting!

Random note: I was so pleased to see him trying to score a goal. Damn! Great link, by the way.


Avram Grant, I hate you.


And YAY to Joe Cole scoring!

"Oi, don't lick the TV screen ah? I know Lampsy's there"

Damn you.

"Kick-lah! WTF"
*sees shot goes wide*
"At least if the ball went in when you kept yelling 'Kick-lah!' also nevermind. It didn't even go in!"
"Shut up!"

You owe me a bowl of chee cheong fun from BSC, you mad cow.

*****

There are days when we meet up and talk about absolutely pointless irrelevant things. Like how we miss Arjen Robben and his six-pack abs and our random food cravings.

And then you leave.

And when you come home, we can start from where we left off.

Sometimes, I wish you never leave.

Because you're the only person who says "Woman, let me get you some yoghurt milk!" instead of "Woman, go to bed!" when I have late nights.

You're the only other person who is willing to listen to my rants on why Crouchy should start for Liverpool and England.

You're the only person who would make fun of our insanely ridiculous taste in music when we were much younger.

And you're the only person who'd tell me "Woman, all I asked you to do is take a pic with the boy, not marry him" when I am gushing over a boy like crazy.


You're my sunflower, love =D

*****

Currently listening to:
Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake.

Yes, I have this song in my playlist. I have no shame. I deserve to die.