And when he runs, he looks like an ostrich. A tie between Manchester United and Middlesborough. No, I've no idea why I'm watching soccer. I'm a loyal fan of Arsenal, eventhough the last time I caught any of their games was when Marc Overmars was still on the team. Time has changed hasn't it? Soccer is still a sport and nothing gets me more riled up than refs playing the biased game and foul play between players. It was pretty interesting to see how everyone still tried their best despite the horrible weather conditions - think light snow, the cold and slick, wet grass.

Definitely not my favourite.

I wish you understood or took note that what I just messaged you was pretty important to me. Not something flighty and frivolous. You'll realize that it'll affect you too, much later.

The new layout's pretty plain. Then again, I've always been into simplicity. I'm on the fence right now. I don't know if I want to ditch this now come May/June and join the famil tradition or stick it out a while longer for my Masters. If I go for it, I can pay for my education. And if I don't... Then my hands are tied.

What's nice to know is that now, I'm not so lonely anymore. There's someone else who shares the same and feels the same way. Even when it's just one person, the thought makes me feel happier than ever.

Thank you and welcome to the Norton Leans McAvoy!

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