Reasons for me to feel sad/happy

1. - The CL final. Oh fuck. I've never had such a high pulse while sitting almost still for such a long time. But I still love you, Liverpool.  And fuck Kakà and his stupid Jesus-shirt. Sorry.

2. - My brother. I was twisting and squealing and screaming and hyperventilating through the entire game, and he kept mumbling ( Read more... )