~Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Puta...

Ohh, happy day!!

Well, first of all because I had MUCH more sleep than I had the day before due to my soccer-crazed antics that reduced me to being murderously bitchy.

Damn, the opportunity for me to finally open my package of Manchester United cookies has been thwarted again by the fact that because they didn't win, I couldn't open them. And here I thought I could enjoy sinking my teeth into a couple of that sinful stuff. But, it was not to be. Even though they didn't lose, it took the kick out of of enjoying them as thorough as I would have had they won. Puta.

Crabbiness aside, today begun a slightly better day with me being my usual self again, minus ultra-bitchy mode. Okaylahh, still bitchy, but not the want-to-kill-people-more-than-anything kind of bitchy. I was bitchy at 8.30am yesterday when this particularly silly girl asked me if I had studied for my UMS quiz. Like hell, no, right?? I mean, true, it's a multiple-choiced 6-question paper & for God's sake, you were my ex-classmate before so why the hell are you asking me this sort of question at the crack of bloody dawn??

Do I look like I'm the sort to slave over quiz questions & stay up so late just to get a perfect score?? No, I slave over soccer to SEE who SCORES. I am not a smarty-pants like you, who was blessed to go for attachment first because your brains were better than mine. Urrgh...Puta.

I was supposed to go for classes today, but didn't. Stayed in one of the tutorial rooms at Blk S with Chippy & Such, who dragged Shane along because he had suddenly expressed his interest in me the day before. Crazy bugger.

It's all his fault!! Who asked him to tempt me to touch his butt!!?? Aaaargh...

Yeah, yeah. Partly my fault because I'm a curious idiot who wanted to feel how tight asses felt like. I am NOT horny!! Hmmm...I wonder if Xabi has a tight ass.

Like, duhh. Of course, he does.

Okay, we're way off-course here but, whatever.

The point is that the day became a happy day for me because I finally received...MY SOCCER JERSEYS!! YAAAAAAAY!!

Flown all the way from Bangkok in the care of trusty Benson, my 3 jerseys came in near-perfect condition. He missed brownie points when he didnt request new ones wrapped in trasparent plastic from the shop in Chatuchak. Like duhh, right?? Who wants a hung-up jersey?? Men. I think they don't have the initiative to do something that isn't presented in a silver platter right in front of them. Okay, maybe some of them are initiative lahh, but not all. Anywayz, my fault was that I didn't tell him to do such a thing because I thought it would have registered as common sense to ask for new ones.

However, I shan't complain much because I'm enjoying my 2 jerseys. The other jersey is Part II of Bunny's Christmas prezzie, which she took sooooo loooong to guess & when she finally did, she couldn't believe it. Silly puta. *grins evilly*

I know it's slightly unoriginal lahh but, I'm soooo sorry it's the next best thing to the original. Especially after losing Alonso the way I did. *bursts into tears at memory*

I'm FINE, I'm FINE!!

Anywayz, when Benson presented me with the bag, I immediately opened to see if the colors I wanted was correct & I was shocked to find one white, one red & one blue instead of two whites & one blue. I seriously thought he'd gotten me a red Man United shirt & was dreading to look at it in fear of seeing another Van Nistelrooy imprinted on its back. See, I'm a proud owner of two Van Nistelrooys & I don't want to add 2 more despite the fact that I asked for another, thanks very much.

My 3 requests were for him to get me 2 white Liverpool ones with Alonso & Luis Garcia imprinted behind & one blue Man United shirt with Van Nistelrooy (who else, right??).

So, you can imagine how big my eyes popped when I saw that striking red of a jersey. Benson calmly explained that since Alonso wasn't available in white, he bought me the one in Red. So, in my mind, I was still thinking EPL. But when I flipped the shirt, I squealed out in surprise because it wasn't an EPL shirt at all.

It was a freakin' GOLD CHAMPIONS LEAGUE EDITION!!!!

*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMS*

I swear, that boy is heaven sent. So, the fact that he didn't ask for new shirts was overshadowed by the fact that he got all the jerseys right AND even gotten a jersey that I had least expected. Ecstatic, I thanked him with one of my power hugs that maybe left a couple of bones broken, the skinny thing that he is, and paid him the remaining money that was short.

Did I wear any one of the jerseys immediately?? Nahhh...Crazy arh.

But after a while, I couldn't tahan anymore. I just shoved it over my head outside the girls' toilet after agonizingly removing the tag.

No prizes for guessing which jersey I wore. ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Wandy claims I am not a true Man Utd fan when I waved my blue away Van Nistelrooy jersey under his nose. Ehh Wandy, shut up arh. Slap you then you know. I'm not so loaded, okay. I WILL get a genuine Red Devils merchandise one day, just you wait. I'll even get it from the Megastore myself at Old Trafford if I have to. Hmpf. Puta.

So basically, I went around as a trigger-happy soccer fan whose day had just been brightened just by wearing her favorite soccer player's jersey. Don't worry, I'm not like BALLPICKER who was so 'into' her jersey becasue it was bought by one of the French Fries while they were still here & didn't wash her jersey for two days, wearing it as an alternative to a sweater & going around showing off that she had Ronaldhino on her back when she didn't even his jersey number, much less how to spell his name, before. Whatever lahh, puta.

And for the record, that French Fry didn't buy the jersey because you asked him or whatever shit reason you may think of, okay. He bought it because BUNNY asked him to because YOU didn't want to lose out because Bunny intended for him to buy a jersey for ME. There was never a YOU in the picture. You just put yourself in because you wanted to be included in the 'fun' that we had with them. Which is why you're the mother of all putas.

Okay, why am I angry when this was supposed to be a happy post?? Man, I certainly have issues.

Laterz...
Lenny GodGilla Xabs