I always end up
feeling like shit when I look at Instagram.
Not exact matches
You can't help but
feel that although the players
like and respect EDF, they lose their heads
like all superstars do and think they're hot
shit when we're on a roll.
Although I've found it very cathartic to speak, vent and end occasionally rant about all things Arsenal, we need to act carefully and intelligently right now or we're going to get played by this club even worse than at present... the pro-Wengerites and the suits, who represent a considerable proportion of the season ticket holders, don't want to believe that there is no plan and that Wenger has mailed it in for several years now or that things are going to get much worse before they get better... why would they... many have spent a considerable sum buying some of the highest priced tickets in the World... they want to have a front row seat to see something special and to be seen doing so, which simply provides ample justification for the expense and the time invested... to many of them, Wenger is the sun in their soccer universe... his awkward disposition, misplaced arrogance and his utter lack of balls makes him a rather unusual cult figure, but the cerebral narrative seemed to embolden those who already
felt pretty highly of themselves... many might not even of really
liked football that much before his arrival and rarely games they weren't attending... as such, they desperately believe that Wenger, and only Wenger, can supply them with their required fix... if he goes, they were wrong and that's a tough pill to swallow... they would have to admit that they were duped... they will definitely resent whoever made them
feel this way, but of course it will be too late by then... so
when we go overboard with ridiculous comments bordering of anarchy, it scares the
shit out of them and they shift their blame towards us rather than at those who really perpetrated this act of treason... we aren't the enemy... we simply woke much earlier and the reason our comments have gotten more vile in recent years is out of utter frustration... in order for any real change to occur at this club we need to bring as many supporters as possible with us or the big money interests will fade and our ultimate objective will be lost... so it's time to focus on the head instead of the heart for now
Their players will
feel like every game is an away game and
when shit happens in that situation it's difficult to
feel the «We're at home»
feeling that players need to break a sequence.
I do stand by the fact that every parent needs a break, you do nt have to
feel like super women or have other people make you
feel shit because you would
like your baby to sleep
when they are suppose too!
It helps you not
feel like the World's Biggest Asshole, and
when your kids climb onto the bus and you haven't had to lose your
shit because you had to give 47 fucking reminders, that
feels good for all of you.
For this reason,
when it
feels like everything's gone to
shit, I
like to remind myself of this phrase: «progression to the mean.»
I've also found that
when I act
like I'm
feeling better than I am I can actually distract myself from the symptoms for a bit and get some
shit done.
I've been struggling with my food choices the past few weeks and it has reminded me that
when you eat
like shit, you
feel like shit.
It's easy to stay screw it
when I wake up in the morning
feeling like shit and motivation is nowhere to be found.
Co - writer / director Jenn Wexler knows her
shit when it comes to the horror genre, having produced films
like Darling and Psychopaths, with The Ranger
feeling like an opportunity to make her directing debut for a minimal budget with a relatively thin story.
Because on the days
when I don't write I
feel like shit and I get annoyed and resentful and can't deal with life.
I chose Freaks of Greenfield High because in the prologue, Jay got to blow some stuff up and it fit my mood at the time perfectly — nothing
like blowing
shit up to make you
feel better
when you're under the weather * evil grin *.
Aiming at someone normally in a game as fast as this is challenging, but trying to keep track of them in zero - g
when they can be above, below or to the side of you
feels like trying to navigate a street
when you're properly
shit - faced drunk.
To me it
felt like when a 7 - year old walks up to you and shows you a magic trick, and then stands there totally thinking you're going to have the
shit impressed out of you.
I
feel like when I type all of this
shit, I'm begging the cosmos to splatter my face with egg.
When you
felt like shit, she was the one you could ring up for a salty pep talk.
I often use this
when clients tell me they
feel like shit.