Soooo, Germany lost against Italy. The poor footballers were so disappointed la. I watched the game in Burger King with friends and when we left the streets were packed with stinky drunk people, only the drunkenness was probably more due to sadness and not celebration. When we got home our neighbours were sighing loudly out on their terrace. We went out and talked for a while with them. They were seriously SO disappointed! Is this what it's like to be patriotic? O.o Luckily I wasn't supporting any team in particular so I just thought it was a good game. Buffon is SO good! My handsome Egyptian receptionist in Milan is probably out celebrating right now :P
Got an appointment with the dermatologist tomorrow to get my many moles checked out. I hope I won't have to strip, that would be really embarrassing. Luckily the doctor's a woman.
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This post is kinda boring, isn't it? I wanted to post about some stuff, like the first time I went swimming in a ladies-only pool or uni stuff but then I realized I already told everyone about the pool and uni stuff is hard to describe when you're not in a music uni... So yup.
And it's 1:58AM now. Hard to think.
Btw, a friend thinks that if when you check the time you see numbers like 3:33 or 15:15 or 12:12 or 88:88 it means someone is thinking of you.
Maybe I'll wait till 2:02AM, look at the clock, then go to sleep.
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