It’s the little things that count
Friday, August 26th, 2005Like when she tells him that he doesn’t have to wait for her coz Daddy’s going to pick her up…
But forgets about it…
And still waits for her.
Aww.
Like when she tells him that he doesn’t have to wait for her coz Daddy’s going to pick her up…
But forgets about it…
And still waits for her.
Aww.
Yes, it worked!
Prolly my pc’s fault, o kind friendster people, not yours.
And what a bad timing. Right when I have nothing to write about, the update blog link suddenly works.
Again, my fault, not yours, O gracious Friendster people.
So, I have nothing to say.
Can’t believe it, I really do have nothing to say.
I saw a dog wipe his ass on the ground though.
It’s amazing. After all the sh*tload each of us went through, August still hasn’t ended.
It’s amazing that our adver presentation wasn’t as good as we thought it would be, considering all the money, pain and rain we went through. We weren’t even given the chance to defend our concept, but yes, you’re right conscience, it’s in the past.
It’s amazing that i’ve faced rejection so lightly; I didn’t get accepted in the Thomasian Writer’s Guild. Well, i’ve always been an underground person.
It’s amazing that after all this rain… I didn’t see a single rainbow.
It’s amazing… I’ve finally updated my blog.