it's sunday, and you know what that means..

... it means i fucking hate it!

so bored.. watching the world cup final in my living room, wishing i[we, really] were watching it on that tiny tv in my room in london.. or in the pub down the street... or anywhere but here, really.

whatever.. i'm the one who wanted to come home..

live and learn...

well.. live, anyway.

i've said that before. i never want to say it again.