So. I`m still tired, still jetlagged and my bones hurt. I have also managed to catch a cold (it`s freezing in Montreal per Chinese standards, brr!) and my sinuses are permanently congested. Joy of joys. I skipped class today to stay home and rest, but my brain activity obviously did not get the message. For that it came up with this most ridiculous dream:
I was a (female) footballer on the AC Milan team. We were playing the Champions League (or was it for the UEFA Cup?) semi-final game. We lost. (I don`t remember anything from the match, actually.) But it was all okay because I GOT MARRIED WITH ALBERTO GILARDINO INSTEAD. So I was happy!
...right, let`s examine the levels of WRONGNESS included the passage above, shall we?
1) I was a footie player. A PROFESSIONAL footie player. Ahahahahahahaha. (I`m clumsy and uncoordinated and unfit and afraid of the ball!)
2) I was a professional female footie player on the MEN'S AC MILAN FIRST TEAM. Seriously, this would never happen while Berlusconi's alive!
3) Champions League/UEFA semi-final. *ironic laugh*
Foreshadowing, perhaps?
4) I married Gila. GILA. I-rather-sucked-this-WC-and-is-not-even-at-Milan-since-years Gila. What am I supposed to do with him, pose?! *headdesk*
5) NO, GETTING MARRIED DOES NOT MEAN THAT IT'S OKAY TO LOSE A SEMI-FINAL, DAMMIT.
....
You know what? Maybe I'm delirious and feverish!
*goes for the thermometer and the Tylenol*
ETA: Change of layout, because I was tired of not being able to see the grey-on-white text. New one courtesy of
milou_veronica !