It started this week, when we got a new foreign exchange student from Bosnia. It turns out he can speak Italian, German, English, Bosnian, Turkish, Egyptian, Japanese, and Russian as well. This kid can say thank you in 17 languages. Besides that, his dad is a UN weapons inspector, who happens to be in Iraq right now.
When he returns to Europe, he will play for this team, which even if you know nothing about soccer, that is a badass team to play for. Did I mention that I play soccer as well? Well I do. Big plus there.
He has light green eyes, and an italian/german accent, and he loves to touch things. Every time his hands come near me, he’s running his fingers over my skin and telling me how pretty I am.
When he was 7, the Bosnian-Serbian conflict began, and he saw his 6 best friends killed, and was hit by shrapnel where a grenade exploded and left a scar on his leg. He says that there is something about me that he is crazy about, that he just loves already.
And you know the best thing about him? He’s my boyfriend.
He is going to play for the REAL MADRID???
Note to non-football “mirkins” (I say that in the most respectful way possible-) Real Madrid is one of the best teams in the world, consistently wins European Tournament and has some of the best (and highest paid) footballers in the WORLD.
Congratulations foxfyre, he sounds like quite a catch.
Congrats
(kidding, I swear. Time to go to bed.)