If only I could write in English and not, like, have an exam in ten days.
Also, people. I'm very disappointed. In you.
You had to remind me to write about football while I was free, and now I see Eto'o half-naked and flirting with Sulley Muntari, and think, "oh shut, right." And I think other things also. Not related to football. But it's all your fault.