THREE-ONE TO THE ARSENAL.
If you couldn't tell, Flams, Aleks and Ade scored. Ade could've easily gotten a hat-trick, if we weren't robbed of that goal by the linesman [[yeah, way to go genius!]], and if he had scored that golden chance he had at the 6th minute.
I can't comment on whether Eboue or [[add other player here]] was shit or not, because I don't seem to remember anything right now. I do remember Cesc pulling what's-his-face's arm and getting that yellow. I was WTF-ing at it, but then I saw this.
It makes more sense now. I mean, what's-his-face didn't do anything that I remember to Cesc. If he had done something, I would've remember his-face, right? It's kind of hilarious now that I think of it, actually. Cesc was practically latching on to that guy's arm like it was a life buoy. Lucky guy. :P
Better Wigan than Aston Villa or Chelsea. Robin's supposed to be back for Wigan too, so yay. :) And speaking of Robin, here's a screencap from... yes you guessed it, A-M! I obviously spend way too much time on A-M.
LINKIN PARK CONCERT LATER. ad;flkajdfl;kadsf Sherilyn's coming with me, yay. :D Jing should've gone too, but she was too broke. Boo for being poor!
I hope the person standing in front of me isn't a foot taller than me or something crazy like that. It's a possibility though. It's not much of an achievement to be 6'2.5, is it? I also hope that the people around me don't smell like BO. But knowing my luck, they probably will.
I love the dance. It's so adorable! :D And the whole thing is love too -- Brian/Justin and Brian/Michael. I must make up my mind over my QAF OTP. Boo hoo.
Monday, November 12, 2007
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