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Thursday, June 24, 2010 . 6/24/2010 04:53:00 PM

My head is pounding like crazy, and I still have to drag myself out of bed so I could do my FYP later. 

I can't believe I actually got so excited watching a soccer match. Maybe that's the last time that will happen. Not happening again. It's bad for my sleep. 

But I'm admitting, some of Germany's guys are really good-looking>.

And I'm not interested in England.