My back is killing me. I’m in need of a massage. I need to find the number to that massage therapist/chiropractor company because those dudes mean business. Until then, I will be bitching about the pain.
ManU ManU ManU….
bio homework, soy chai latte, tumblr, city and colour…and I know it’s wrong but I’m missing my night class to attend the Bulls game. My bud got us tickets and I’ve been to four playoff games so why not make it five? It’s so wrong, it’s right. GO BULLS!
I drowned my sorrows in 312 last night after and during the Bulls game. I’m still recreating Rose’s last possession in regular time. It’s like why didn’t he push it into the paint and force them to foul. What a waste of a play. Why can’t Korver produce? Why did Asik get hurt? I could go on but regardless of that all, I know (everyone knows) this is a special team. Let’s regroup fellas. There are still games to be played. I’m missing my night class tomorrow (I know, I’m crying too) to watch you guys WIN at the UC. Let’s goooo.
It’s kind of hard to trust people when everyone turns out to be an asshole in the end.