…and besides everything…watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S when you are depressed is a bad…bad… BAD idea…because it only succeeds in making you realize how utterly, totally cute and unattainable Matthew Perry really is.

Sigh.

….and everything said and done I can’t deny the fact that it is mouthwateringly delicious and breathtakingly beautiful to see 22 sweaty but gorgeous… gorgeous men with perfectly sculpted bodies (yes…I have to admit 99% of the soccer players are…to put it mildly….pure hunks) run around the field in their shorts…chasing a ball.

I don’t know any of the technical nitty gritties of the game (and according to certain people this makes me no better than the ‘next air-headed bimbo’), but still, I am making it a point to catch as many matches a possible….just to ogle and soak in the sheer beauty of it all.

Oooohhhh!! Be still, my heart!!

Been forced to play the role of an agony aunt till wee hours of the morning.

It has been almost 4 years now.

And he is still not over her.

And by the look of things....neither is she.

But of-course....they will never admit that. Both of them.

Sigh.

Sometimes I wonder.....