grrrrrrr! soccer (run away, i'm venting here)

[just_confused]

Why oh why did i let myself get so involved in the world cup? i knew it wasn't going to end well, i mean yeah we've been in our best form ever, but come on guys, we were never going to win the whole thing. (sorry jon to ruin that fantasy for ya

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[iniaes]

I was at fed square (actually, south bank, because we couldn't get into fed sq, since they closed it off because WAY too many people) and I think I messaged you. Aha. But everyone was just REALLY REALLY sad and spaced out after the game, so no trashing of things.

Chris K, I hear, was way up front in Fed Sq, so get the story of what happened off him. (I want to know what it was like on Lygon St.)

[just_confused]

wow, south bank, thats dedication. i didn't know that you were that into it. amd i can see the whole spaced thing, there was 3 seconds to go before extra time, noone thought it was over. my mum had gone into the kitchen with 10 secs to go and just didn't believe that it was all over in that little time. well at least we can go out claiming to be the moral victors and pretending that we really had a chance and we were just robbed rather then the eventual slaughter that was just waiting to happen in any future rounds. and i imagine lygon street was crazy. i really need sleep and yet i'm not tired. which is bad. i think i only need one more week or so to become full nocturnal. and i don't even have the stupid soccer to blame it on anymore. anyway i'm gonna go to bed and stare at the ceiling.
and you *think* you messaged me? good to know i'm so memorable. but i didn't get one anyway. although that might just be because my phone is a seless piece of junk.

i need chocolate.