Futbol, football, soccer, your mom

So I should be finishing my essay that's due, well in 3 hours and I only am half way through... but I decided to write this blog.

So I'm sitting in the library and I plugged my headphones in like I always do and I went to my usual radio computer station, when bam

"@*@#@$##!@@$@# TUPAC FOR LIFE, hoes and bitches @#@ N****** f*** for life!!!"

I forgot that we were listening to Tupac last night at the highest volume possible. So literally everyone around me in the library heard that music blasting through my headphones, since I had to take them off if I wanted to save my hearing.

That was embarrassing.

Last night hannah and I went to the International Soccer team's game against some American team. I felt like a traitor on the international side... Hannah didn't have a problem.

My head cheered for my international friends, my heart is All-American.
My body took a nap because soccer is boring as hell if it's not World cup.
and only world cup because of that guy in the picture above... Fernando Torres.

sorry guys. GREAT JOB! .... I hear you won?.. Just kidding


ok ok ok. Hannah and I should have more stories after this weekend full of awkwardness.

so much love,

M

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