But actually this is my last day at home. Do not feel like getting back there. Just hate the feeling of being there.
Just kidding. I love my life there now. Not being attached to anything makes it all better. No more being late on a date and being scolded. What a bitch. Perfectionist or so you call that. It's bs which fits much better. Now I'm just wondering when will that idiot regrets his decision. But sadly, I'm not interested in the story of your life anymore. Skema is the word that fits both of you.
Next story? Well what have I done during this holiday? Nothing actually. I'm gonna be dead once I get there. Killed by all the tasks that should have been done during the holidays. But who's to blame here? Me!
Tonight will be the game of chelsea against liverpool. A must see game! I would love to see torres starts against his old club and scores. Which most likely be a very good start for him. I'm hoping but not desperate. Let's just hope we'll see a good match tonight; win or lose.
