but I am sad that the World Cup is over.
I don’t watch the game. I only watched one and that was because the television was on. Of course I love the good looking boys on the screen. But nothing beat Tour De France’s boys. FUCKING A-CLASS THIGHS. And talk about mental strength and resillience! I want those in a MAN.
Anyway, with World Cup going on, everybody’s lazy. People come in late for work, bosses are understanding, and everything is going well. Today, I woke up as usual at 530 am and the whole world’s awake! I didn’t feel so lonely anymore. goddamnit they should have World Cup every month.
My boyfriend, for someone who lives, works, and breathes football, watches the games in and out. Sometimes we would be having dinner when the match is on and nobody cared. But that’s because we are both fucking sportsman/woman baybe. Who needs to watch the idiot box when we do our own heart pumping activity, day in day out? Today was a great cardio for the both of us, which of course ended in a little fight because goddamn it, both of us are Type A people and definitely will want to win on whose skills are better. Dier pon takleh kener tegur. Obvious gila kot kaki kau dragging! hahahah whatever. Technically now I am a tad better than him but being the natural he is he’s catching up. Of course, he’s a dude.
Bye.
