Last Escape: Life

Okay well today is the first day I'm fasting. Yesterday was the match against Aston Villa and fuck, we played like shit. Torres and Gerrard not there, it seemed like as if Keane and Mascherano were the ones we were depending on and EVEN then, they played too deep and we weren't progressing. I mean Rafa, you wanna play some idiot French youngster who is BOUMSONG'S cousin upfront ALONE? You're weird.

Yeah well so we drew and that's fucking bad. Still top of the table though, with Chelsea. Yup okay fuck that. Okay so today I'm fasting. And to people who don't fast, it might come as a surprise but I think we're so fucking used to this that even if like the best food from the hottest woman were in front of us, we won't be hungry? I don't know. Okay well now I'm just thinking about the hot female cooks on Discovery Travel and Living. I only know like one but whatever.

I woke up at 5 today. I slept after the match which ended at 1. That means.. 15 hours of sleep. Still doesn't beat my 17 hours of sleep but 15 hours is still long. Haha, well at least I didn't have to live life as a schnook going to school at 630 and feeling hungry in class, HA HA HA.

Okay well I miss certain aspects of school I guess. It's just that school's a fucking hassle I can't be bothered. Oh yes and went I went for BayBeats on Friday I saw my malay teacher. But it was bad enough that I was wearing all black. I didn't realize all the emo screamo shitz that were gonna be around. So technically I looked like one of them. Except I hate emo music cos it makes me sad. I LOVE METAL. Cos it makes me angry.

Okay friends, please do something to make me happy today, since I don't have food and I don't have my customary, usual whore fucking me today. Okay? WHOOOOOO.

With lots of angst,

Mikail.

PS: TRY GOOGLE-ING MANICOTT SO MANY SOPRANOS PICTURES COME OUT HAHAHAAHAHAHAHA.