# 7...♥
As i promised, here are two pictures of me. They were taken two months ago.
http://img194.exs.cx/img194/2840/p10002134sh.jpg
http://img82.exs.cx/img82/7961/p10002212uc.jpg ( these vampire eyes, lol)
*runs miles away from the computer*
I came across my dad's old school album and decided to scan his photo. It's more than 20 years old beacuse my pa was 18 when it was made. I find him funny, he looks like a bunny:) All his classmates ( including him) are sitting stiff, with some unnatural expression. It seems like they were told to do so, lol. http://img226.exs.cx/img226/1894/nadyafather9yp.jpg . It's blurry of course :)
Yay, i attended my first basketball match :) It was a 1/2 between Lukoil Akademik and Cherno more. It was cool, i glanced so many stars, it was unbelieveble. My seat had a relatively nice view. In fact, it was just a few metres away from the pitch:) I took tons of photos but then i realized i hadn't changed the settings so the pics are of poor quality. But who cares? I saw Todor Stoikov, Titi Papazov, G. Williams, the Jones brothers...and #7 ( he plays for Cherno more and he's gorgeous...ah...i'm melting:))
Marina, Adriana and I had a meeting in front of the town hall. When we arrived we noticed a bus that was especially hired for the match so we approached it. A hip-hop fan came and started persuading us to go to the match: "c'mon, it's free!". He's voice was one of a typical hip-hopper; the only thing he wasn't doing was waving his hands.lol. There was no point in praising the four teams- we had bought tickets days before.
http://img234.exs.cx/img234/8325/p10003241bz.jpg- My #7 in action, jajajajaj
http://img213.exs.cx/img213/516/p10003069pb.jpg
http://img143.exs.cx/img143/1786/p10003104ci.jpg - Lukoil during training
http://img101.exs.cx/img101/5319/p10002958dj.jpg - blurry Kaloyan Ivanov ( aka # 7) during training
http://img100.exs.cx/img100/1618/p10003131xw.jpg -ah, folks, who else if not the sweetie?
I swear i didn't do it on purpose but #7 is present on most pics. Not only that but 30 minutes after the match had finished Kaloyan came near my seat. dammit...a crowd of little kids didn't leave him at peace but nevertheless i was devouring him with my eyes. Seriously, he's nothing much but he's undoubtedly charmful. I give my money that #5 was his twin brother cos they were almost the same
I was dying to watch CSKA vs Spartak but guess what? the electricity stopped ( *note to self- why were you surprised? Didn't you remember you lived in STZ, Bulgaria?". It was terrible disgrace. We waited for an hour but in the end we couldn't stand it anymore. We agreed to leave, though deep inside me i was aspiring to stay). It seems that the match began 15 minutes after our departure, hm :| Nevermind, i had a whole hour of enjoying their practice:)
I've never been a great basket fan but now i should admit i'm falling in love with it:)
That's it basically. I'm going to hug my pillow now!