*sitting, waiting*

world cup without brazil anymore is just crazy madness...
i'm not a soccer fan...
and the only matches i want to catch are the ones which includes brazilian players...
why brazil you ask...
8 years ago...
i watch world cup with my dad...
we supported brazil...
i liked brazil because i think soccer's very much in their culture...
they love the game with all their heart, probably mind and soul too...

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was at a pub and watching the game with friends...
the atmosphere aroused my fondness for alcohol...
and i haven't get drunk before...
not that i drink a lot...
but i do like the sensation it gives...

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the last 3 survivors were ms. y aka my dearie and mr. d...
we were clearly nocturnal creatures...
we sat in front of the river and yak all the way till it was dawn...
basically, the both of them were analysing my seemingly complexed personality...
i was astonished at how much mr. d knew about me...
dearie and him literally agreed with each other over every possible comment...
i wonder...
then we chatted about insects...
the 3 of us unanimously hate flying pests...
then we started to talk bad about cockcroaches and spiders...
it was awesome...
the feeling of watching the night turn to day with 2 of the people i like...
i was contented...
believe me...
smiles...

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went to have breakfast...
was made to do a silly voice recording...
it was crazy/fun...
in a nutshell...
they wanted me to do the right thing, i guess...
i'm still waiting for mr. xxx to be home...
absence...
of you, makes me very clouded by wild thoughts of what's on your mind...

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my mind auto remind me of: Nickelback - Someday