5:13am

5:13am
I cannot sleep.
I try closing my eyes but my mind never shuts.
I went to sleep at around 11 last night, woke up at 2 to make sure I've recorded the United Fulham game correctly...
I actually went to sleep with some sweet thoughts at 11. But when I tried to sleep again at 2, it was a total nightmare. All my problems seem to hit me as sucidal thoughts flash past my mind.
To be honest, I probably wasn't that physically ill. Not physically ill enough for me to miss THREE days of school anyway. It's probably more the mental side of things which killed my brain during the week.

I don't know why I'm so mentally weak.
I really don't.
I guess I'll have to work and improve on it. Hopefully before I kill myself.
Anyway, since I couldn't sleep, I went and watched the game.
Another humiliating disaster.
Paul Scholes was sent off early first half for a reflex handball. Commentators been saying not that the referee has other choices, since the rules say so. Well stuff the rules. It's absolute nonsense. Asif conceding a penalty isn't enough, it's basically ending a team's chances of winning.
Not that United did much to improve their chances either. Crappiest performance EVER in the first half. And Yes it was worse than the show against Liverpool.
Second half got better as energetic Rooney replaces the sleeping Berbatov, and to their credit, United did play better, creating many chances and fulham was lucky to survive because of Australian keeper Mark Schwarzar (is that how you spell his name?). Unfortunately we didnt get our breakthrough and Fulham buried us. To make matter worse that retard of a referee sent rooney off as well for trying to restart the game asap.

FACT: Referee Phil Dowd is a biased loser.

Well yeah, that was traumatising.
Fortunately enough, Chelsea also lost to Tottenham, just about the only thing that cheers me up.

After that I decided to finally start my weekend homework...the language analysis essays. But I can't get any ideas in my head. So I blogged.
Now that I've nothing much else to write about...hopefully tiredness will take over my problematic and fearful mind and allow me to have a good morning's sleep...
Byebye..
5:40am