Plight

I’m currently in a relatively bad mood because:

Manchester United lost to their supposedly weaker opponents over the weekend, despite fielding a relatively good team. Yes, you can bemoan the loss of my dearest Christiano and Wayne Rooney and account for the Devils’ fall with that. But that’s a terribly weak excuse. Hello, you’re supposed to be playing a team which you could have easily slaughtered with a Team II, but…? After lifting the EPL Cup last season, have they all gone weak to their arthritic knees, so bad that the last 3 games have been huge flops? I’m just terribly pissed. Totally. Well, At least Arsenal, Liverpool and Chelsea all drew with their opponents over their weekend, so that made it seem better.

I haven’t bought my Reading Pack for today’s lecture. I’m a on-the-ball freak, implying that I can’t just sit around and expect things to be done. Unfortunately, my alter-ego is a couch potato, so getting her to do something which involves going out of her way is like having a splint stuck to the underside of your feet. So I’ll just have to move her myself.

People I know just have to keep losing their things. I know this is a terribly lame excuse for me to lose my cool, but I can’t help it when they lose the most precious things. Someone just lost his PSP. I’m speechless.