i accompanied my gramma to the hospital this morning. i woke up, at 6 O:
i couldn't sleep well last night, i mean, besides the fact i slept around 2.30, i was thinking about my granpa again. i really can't remember whats its like to have him around. and whats more depressing to think about is that he was actually still around 4 months ago. and that 4 months passed by fast.
the only bloody thing i can remember is the funeral. grr.
anyway, last weekend, i was so pissed at arsenal. i watched the game with the mute on again after their goal. so retarded. i can't even bring myself to see my fantasy league.
well we won the game against liege, and why not. can't say i'm looking forward to the chelsea game.
anyone worried about next year yet? :) see ya!
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