Why do I feel so tired. School will start in a little under 3 months. But like a pair of worn out gloves, whose untimely exertions before the cup final had all but wear it down, I am not primed for the rigor and 'asperities' of school - in its modern day context. I feel like an Arctic Tern that, after judicious considerations, embarked on a migratory adventure. But midway through its journey towards this distant destination with nary a stopover, it is suddenly stricken by the untimely realization that - however desperate and defeated - the only way out is to toil things through and finish the course. And I have to get through this period with all these crap. At least flare #7 seems to be dying down. That it should, given that it has been raging on for the past 3 weeks - a period which coincided with something of a lesser hell for me. Roberto Mancini got sacked by Manchester City. That's fine with me as long as the incoming replacement does a better job. Rumour has it that Edison Cavani and Isco, together with Manuel Pelligrini are lining up for a move to the Etihad. Shall see if any of this news are accurate. 82 Days into this withdrawal journey... With great pain comes great change. If you're not ready to change, then you're not in enough pain. - Anonymous
