What I would give to be a latchkey kid.

Does anyone have a enormous hard disk that i can borrow?

I need to download the Internet. xD

Next time I’m going to tag you out with the bat instead of the ball.

When I'm trying to undo people's mistakes, i get tired.

When i get tired, i get irritable.

When i get irritable, i lose my temper easily.

When i get irritable, i try not to interact with people because i might lose my temper and they do not deserve that.

So in short,

When i'm trying to undo people's mistakes, i lose my temper easily.

When that happens, please avoid me.

If you do not avoid me and feel the wrath of my anger, i hope you understand and do not blame me for losing my temper.

Despite that amazing display of cunning, reflex and physical prowess, your tail still has a death grip on your butt.

To Rafael Benitez:
If you're watching this - but obviously you won't be watching this because you are frothing at the mouth because you've eaten so many sour grapes - but IF you're watching this by mistake:

Eat dust.

We've claimed our 18th English Premiership League trophy, and there will be more to come. And just to give you an idea of how serious we are, here's some poke-in-the-eye information.

Goalkeepers: Ben Foster, 26, Tomasz Kuszczak, 27

Defenders: Rafael Da Silva, 18, Fabio Pereira da Silva, 18

Midfielders: Nani, 22, Rodrigo Possebon, 20, Zoran Tosic, 22

Strikers: Federico Macheda, 17


To Chelsea:
Get your act together. Or rather get a manager that will last you for more than one season. THEN you might be able to challenge us.


To Arsenal:
Another season in transition? How many more seasons do you need before your babies become men?

A voice cackles in Ensui’s radio, “Enemy fighters at two o’clock!” “Roger. What should I do until then?”

After close to six months, there is now a marked difference.

A general recognition. A sudden knowledge that i've been accepted and fitted in.

“I pulled myself up to stand straight. I shook my head, and I swear I almost felt my brain settle. “Verity,” I said, and embraced his consciousness to mine. It was easy; it had always been easy, but before I had believed there was something to lose by doing so.

We did not meld into one person, but instead fit together like bowls stacked in a cupboard. He rode me comfortably, like a well-loaded pack. I took a breath and lifted my axe. “Again,” I said to Burrich.”
- “Royal Assassin” by Robin Hobb

I couldn’t read it because my parents forgot to pay the gravity bill.

"Won't Go Home Without You"

I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen
She left before I had the chance to say
Oh
The words that would mend the things that were broken
But now it's far too late, she's gone away

Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that

It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you

The taste of your breath, I'll never get over
The noises that she made kept me awake
Oh
The weight of things that remained unspoken
Built up so much it crushed us everyday

Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that

It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you

It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you

Of all the things I felt but never really shown
Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go
I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh

It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you

It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you