___u break my heart, i'll break ur head__

Thursday, July 27, 2006

I hate hallways. I hate walking down them, i hate passing people in them, and i hate feeling cramped while travelling along them. I loathe everything about hallways. Hallways, in my opinion, would be more appropriately named "Awkward Moment Tunnels" as that's all ive ever gotten from travelling down one - awkwardness.

You know what i'm talking about. You could walk past your greatest enemy, your crush, or perhaps just someone with a disgustingly horrible case of bad odor. It's awkward, right? You don't want to look your enemy in the eye for fear of them saying something bitchy to you, you dont want to look your crush in the eye because for some odd reason we as human beings associate looking at your crush with being ready to go the altar, and you most certainly dont want to look the smelly kid in the eye for fear that your glance will say "take a fucking shower all ready, you goat."

So i say, hallways sucks. Even though there isnt really anything you, or i or anyone, for that matter of fact, could do...i guess it's sometimes good for you to voice out something completely alienated in your blog. I mean, find me another three bloggers who actually blogged about hallways, and i'll buy you Manchester United.

Talking about Man U, i am recently crazy 'you-tubing' all of Cris' video. And i found one where they interviewed him in English. The reporter actually when, "Hi Ronaldo. Hi Neville. So Neville, could you tell us what Ronaldo is feeling?" HAHAHAHAH. That's how much the press knows of Cris' standard of english. When a question was posed directly to him - "Now that you've win the Man of the Match, does it make you more confident?" - you should see the way his face screwed up at the mention of the word ' confident'. He innocently turned to Gary Neville, with an apologetic laugh and mouthed, "Conf - what? I don't understand..."

I was laughing my head off, i tell you. In fact, im still trying to fight off the giggles. Even as the camera turned their attention to my dearest captain Neville, you could still see cutie Cris (who was only 18 then) mouthing the word ' confident' again and again while asking the camera man if he got the pronunciation right. Gawd, he's the cutest thing alive. Atleast now he learns a new word. *grins*

Next target: Fernando Torres conversing in english. =D Let's see who sound funnier. Fernan or Cris.

Yes, i'm cynical. I loved making fun of people i love. *does a cartwheel and bounces off the computer chair*

I miss my darlinggg. The next time i see him, i'm gonna hug him so tight, i'll squeeze his brains out til he gets Cris' accent. Ho. Ho. Ho.

3:18 PM