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Friday, April 27, 2007
(5:09:00 PM)
"Baby, come back."
I think I have been in a good mood these few days despite being pissed off with a few things.
Maybe the major reason why I am in control of my grumpy mood,
my boyfriend is expected to run again next weeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!
Luis Garciaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
<3
Best, best.
And yes, Liverpool lost to Chelsea this week.
When I came to school after that match, everybody who watches soccer and knows my love for Luis Garcia went..
"Ehhhhhh, Irah. See la, your boyfriend's still not back yet. Eeeyer, Liverpool should have won."
Ahahaha, I'm glad they know all these things.
Remembered the goal my boyfriend scored the only goal two years back against Chelsea?
God, that was sweet.
Anyway, the tie isn't over yet. Second-leg! :D
I caaaaaaaaaaaannot wait for his return!
I know he'll still be as hot as ever.
(:
"He's five foot seven,
He's football heaven,
So please don't take my Luis away"
I'll update about school next.