YES. YES. YES.
You know what I'm going to post about, yes?
Yes?
WE ARE CHAMPIONS!!!!!!!!!!
OMG OMG OMG OMG THE DOUBLES!!!!! I'M SO HAPPY!!! WE'RE SO HAPPY!!! See, manutd is so full of love today :D lemoneko and I feel like we're walking high on the clouds :D
Oh, I feel like The Flowers of Manchester are smiling down from above.
I was almost crying to see Sir Bobby there. His eyes were red - he must be thinking of the comrades he lost 50 years ago in Munich. But we did give them the best gift ever, didn't we, Sir?
But it was a really painful final - my bloodstream was packed with adrenaline, my heart went beating uncontrollably. When Ronaldo failed to slam that ball down into Cech's net, I was ready to spend the early morning crying in sadness - but when JT slipped, and Edwin caught Anelka's kick, I was, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! CHAMPIONS AGAIN, AT LAST!!! I still remember 9 years ago - oh Teddy, oh Ole! - and now we're champions of Europe again!
How JT cried. I felt pity for him, struggling over a dislocated elbow to be there in the Final, but then I'd rather JT crying than laughing last night.
Hmmmm. I never remembered to put my name on the covers of Regus. Look, I did it again last night:
Finished the first revision of my novel. I have sent it to Bayou. Last week, when she said "Your novel is truly inspiring." I felt really, really glad. This is a fact that people seldom praise my work, not even saying a polite thing or two about it. (Maybe better have them saying none?) So her praise was very valuable for me.
Yes?
WE ARE CHAMPIONS!!!!!!!!!!
OMG OMG OMG OMG THE DOUBLES!!!!! I'M SO HAPPY!!! WE'RE SO HAPPY!!! See, manutd is so full of love today :D lemoneko and I feel like we're walking high on the clouds :D
Oh, I feel like The Flowers of Manchester are smiling down from above.
I was almost crying to see Sir Bobby there. His eyes were red - he must be thinking of the comrades he lost 50 years ago in Munich. But we did give them the best gift ever, didn't we, Sir?
But it was a really painful final - my bloodstream was packed with adrenaline, my heart went beating uncontrollably. When Ronaldo failed to slam that ball down into Cech's net, I was ready to spend the early morning crying in sadness - but when JT slipped, and Edwin caught Anelka's kick, I was, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! CHAMPIONS AGAIN, AT LAST!!! I still remember 9 years ago - oh Teddy, oh Ole! - and now we're champions of Europe again!
How JT cried. I felt pity for him, struggling over a dislocated elbow to be there in the Final, but then I'd rather JT crying than laughing last night.
Hmmmm. I never remembered to put my name on the covers of Regus. Look, I did it again last night:
Finished the first revision of my novel. I have sent it to Bayou. Last week, when she said "Your novel is truly inspiring." I felt really, really glad. This is a fact that people seldom praise my work, not even saying a polite thing or two about it. (Maybe better have them saying none?) So her praise was very valuable for me.