Ok, so since I never actually have anything to write about, I’ll just let you take part in the awesome adventure that my boring weekend was. (It wasn’t awesome or adventurous, so this post is really just for the bored…like me)
So, Saturday I went to the post office with my sis. I now have a credit card, go me! Go to London that is, since that’s what I needed the card for. Anyway, the post office is next to the train station; train station was filled with lots of loud scary FCA fans. This last sentence doesn’t really have a point to it, but I put it there anyway.
Back at home I watched the match, which we lost (actually we got bombed) and did Sudoku. A hell lot of them. I have this book with 150 Sudoku and there were like 30 left and I did them all that day. Then I watched Barca play Sevilla, which bored the shit out of me because Barca were playing so boringly well.
Sunday I slept in (…till 10) and watched Movies. The Jonses which didn’t really have a start nor an end and was generally bla and Green Street Hooligans which was pretty much average, too. Then I took a nap and watched Özils first match, or rather half of it because when he left the pitch I went to bed for real…and this last sentence would also invite a few comments from me, if I was the one reading it, not writing it, but I’m not so I won’t go all “lol, for Real” on myself.
That was my weekend, isn’t that nice and boring. And if you are wondering why I’m writing the way I’m writing, that would be because the weather is killing me right now. It’s changing from really super hot to stormy and cold and I feel the whole transition. Stupid air pressure, go change somewhere else, I don’t need headaches and dizziness.
My sister and I went to a travel agency today because of our trip to london in september (people who follow me on









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