I went round to Arsene's office after training to have a word. I told him how I felt. He brought in Cesc for his opinion. I don't even know why he's here just now - he's supposed to be injured. He said that I have a bad attitude and that most of the lads don't like me. I called him a jumped up little knob (which he is), but Arsene told me to go home and get myself together for tonight. I'm going to call my agent and try to engineer a move to Real or Barca. I'm sure they're both desperate to sign me. After all who wouldn't want the best player in the world?
Right, I best be off. I'm pretty sure Arsene will see sense and put me in the team tonight. I only have a few hours to get myself ready before we leave for West Brom. I'm going to look out my orange boots. They're beauties.
Peace out. N.

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