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Tuesday, March 30, 2004

titleless, because words just cannot explain how 

awed and grossed out - at the same time - i am. well, firstly, we are learning the coughcough chapter in biology now, right down to the very minute details. it's really amazing how on earth God could come up with such a clever and complex way of ... reproduction, but the raw facts are just too gory.

which isn't a bad thing, but it gets dirty when we are shown discovery channel's breakthrough health shows. impressive how technology is so advanced the camera can scientifically capture the deed being done... inside.

*goosebumps*



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Monday, March 29, 2004

that's quite true, 

why don't we just all go bald?
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Sunday, March 28, 2004

a major gap in the connection of the spinal cord 



i don't know where my IQ is stored, or wherever it's stored.

is it supposed to be stored anywhere, anyway?

hmmm. tough one.

this week has done something to me. i just told meg that i am actually excited to go back to school. i don't know if it's the lunch i had, or the salt in my head that got in when a whole bunch of us went down after lunch, or the chocolate i am craving for, but that calls for some calendar-marking-down.

most of the people from the LTT are leaving tonight, or have already left! *sob* i promised them though, that i'll be there before they come back. (mwahahahha) ok, so now all that's left to conquer is:

1. school
2. school
3. school

...oh well. ooh. my mom just realised that around fifty people were in my teeny weeny house. that's quite impressive. anyway, dinner with keri tomorrow night! yay! and i have to go clean up now. woo hoo. fare-thees-wellellell.

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Saturday, March 27, 2004

mug and buds 

yes abby, my tastebuds have improved :)


What's on for Today, Saturday

- shower
- take a bus with megan and emma to town
- meet meg in town
- take a train from town to the chinese gardens
- frolic around the gardens in flowy garments
- have a pizza picnic, somehow
- exit chinese gardens
- find the train station
- take a train to chinatown
- frolic around the town in flowy garments
- be touristy
- take pictures
- eat
- leave for church
- watch the carpenter's son at 7:30 (finally, something definite!)




ahhhhh, long day ahead... let's see how i'll fare as a tour guide.
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Friday, March 26, 2004

feeling strangely fine 

i'm back!




not that many of you (whoever you's are) noticed, but i've been away from home for a week! i missed my darling bunnies, and my fridge, and my bed, and my stereo, and my bathroom, and my computer, and ... ok. i'll stop there. no! my very first opportunity at going online, making a post, and my mommy wants to kick me off


MOMMY NOO---------------------


To be continued...




ok! i'm back! can type a wee bit more. let's see..

this week has been so awesome! i mean, i don't know who's reading this, but shame on you if you've never been to an LTT!

ok. i guess i can't blame you.

anyway, so many fantastic people were there, and some of them i saw when i was seven, i saw some people who were in india too, and aaaah it was so good! in EVERY SINGLE WAY. being part of the worship team was so nice too, and on tuesday night me and meg and a whole string of us were lying on the floor and it was so great having the holy spirit so close and i actually felt GOOD when i went to school the next day. which is really rare. (as you all may know, too)

it's over, though. so sad! i almost wish we could have an LTT every week, but that would take away it's wonderfulness, i guess. ok. mommy is really going to boot me off... bye bye!

sair li lin's been nice to squirrels. go her!

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Friday, March 19, 2004

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superfood 

i'm helping out with the brain food thing tomorrow, and auntie kiok just called, asking me to type out this entire list of.. superfood. welly well well. i think my last post didn't make sense. but then again, when do i make any sense?

what a perplexing question.

I FORGOT HOW TO SPELL BROCOLLI! was it broccoli? brocolli? broccolli?

uuuuuurrrrrrgggggggghhh. oooh. mom made spaghetti. :D

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Thursday, March 18, 2004

disgusted 

my mom showed me this chart with the spirit of truth and the spirit of error on it this morning. it has the basic beliefs of Christianity, next to these cults and sects (christian science; spiritualism; jehovah's witnesses; theosophy; mormonism; unity; modern theology) and their take on what we believe. i've been trying to understand it the whole day - the english is sooo confusing. i don't get why people distort the truth when it doesn't even make sense - and totally contradictary to the bible, which has the most historical accuracy than any other book alive. and i get so frustrated over all this, when it is not necessary at all. not frustrated mad, but sad, cos why can't these people see that whatever it is that they believe in is NOT TRUE?????? gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. ok. look.

Spiritualism:
Redemption
There is no atoning value in the death of Jesus Christ. Jesus was a Jewish enthusiast and came to an untimely death. Salvation by a vicarious atonement is a wicked and soul-destroying delusion.

Christian Science:
Redemption
One sacrifice, however great, is insufficient to pay the debt of sin. (AND WHO ARE THEY TO SAY SO???????)

this is awful. anyway, biology calls. tata!
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Wednesday, March 17, 2004

like a rose 

one of the hits, soon to be forgotten by many... *sob*

ewww.

anyway, i found this entire chunk of verses in Proverbs when i was looking through the Message last night:

Proverbs 3 (Don't assume you know it all)

Good friend, don't forget all I've taught you;
take to heart my commands.
They'll help you live a long, long time,
a long life lived full and well.

Don't lose your grip on Love and Loyalty.
Tie them around your neck; carve their initials on your heart.
Earn a reputation for living well
in God's eyes and the eyes of the people.

Trust God from the bottom of your heart;
don't try to figure out everything on your own.
Listen for God's voice in everything you do,
everywhere you go;
He's the one who will keep you on track.

Don't assume that you know it all.
Run to God! Run from evil!
Your body will glow with health,
your very bones will vibrate with life!

Honor God with everything you own;
give him the first and best.
Your barns will burst, your wine vats will brim over.

But don't, dear friend, resent God's discipline;
don't sulk under his loving correction.
It's the child he loves that God corrects;
a father's delight is behind all this.

well then. bye bye!
- a-very-insightful-ruth

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Tuesday, March 16, 2004

oh boy girl 

victoria (aged 3 and a half), who has the attention span of a malnourished genius but the curiosity of my hyperactive rabbits, has lasted in my room the same duration of the mxpx song "let it happen". let's see how the havalina song goes.

i didn't think it was that messy, but i think it's time to take a good look at it again.


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Monday, March 15, 2004

inquiring minds want to know - teenage politics, mxpx 

i have a sneaking suspicion that this entire week's worth of posts will be entirely redundant, for these few reasons:

1. i will probably be trapped at home, doing either a)studying, or b)pretending to study
2. even if i did go out, i am quite broke and there's only so much you can do with 2 bucks
3. the weather is so unpredictable - i don't want to go out in the rain by myself
4. i am loaded with 4 bimbo books, and i just finished one today. what, i'll post a running commentary on the plot and then give away the ending?

i am also very, very, very, sleepy. even though i woke up at 11:15 a.m. can't help it.

this is what i had for brunch:



yum yum and hooray for frozen food! and this post is so useless it doesn't even deserve a title of it's own - i ripped it from the song i'm listening to right now.

if there are things such as tank tops, why aren't bottoms called submarines?

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Sunday, March 14, 2004

...and then he died. 

was very interesting to find, that in genesis 5, you can find a lot of ages where old wrinkly men die.

"Altogether, Mahalalel lived 895 years, and then he died."
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Thursday, March 11, 2004

itchy wristchy 

ouch, ouch, ouch. did you know that mozzie bites are actually painful? i am currently suffering from the acute anopheles quadrimaculatus adflictatio. in other words, painful mosquito bites.

ok, ok, i cheated... got that off google by searching for a latin translator, just to sound clever.

some stupid mozzie just bit me on the side of my right wrist, so when i type it's rubbing the table and ewww it's a nasty white-ish colour now!

school was crap, as usual. nothing much happened, as usual. i survived my bio test! but i don't think i will when i get it back.

yaaaahah!! it's the holidays next week! oops, i meant "holidays". let's see...

hol·i·day     P   Pronunciation Key  (hl-d)
n.
A day free from work that one may spend at leisure, especially a day on which custom or the law dictates a halting of general business activity to commemorate or celebrate a particular event.

A religious feast day; a holy day.

Chiefly British. A vacation. Often used in the phrase on holiday.


well then. enough said. i will probably be attempting to spend 3/4 of the time studying.

ha!!! anyway. dinner now. bye!

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Wednesday, March 10, 2004

biology is the bane of my existence 

well, for now, anyway. stole my title from ade's speech! ha!

anyway, just felt like posting something rubbishy, even though i am currently ploughing inches (ok, milimetres) of notes. i am DYING. and no one can save me.

goodbye.
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Tuesday, March 09, 2004

you know, they should make it a 

law to disallow strange strangers from signing guestbooks. but then again, how nice to know that our site is so wonderful that strange strangers want to see it.

so, jason! whoever you are, girl or guy, fictional or not, thanks for signing our severely neglected guestbook. we need more people like you, because that was a completely random thing to do. we like random.

and yes, i do realise that i am completely contradicting myself. :) oh well!

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vocationalism 

ta dah! the site looks a little bit better! spent the whole of last night fiddling around with the style sheet rubbish thing that spawned a headache. but at least it looks nicer now. :)

anyway, i conducted a poll (ha, i actually bothered) about What People Think I Will Be/At/Do When I Grow Up. here are the results:

jo: food critic, counselor, mommy, supermarketing, librarian (oh my goodness) (jo added that herself), ice cream flavour inventer at ben and jerry's, interior designer

nicky: make-up lady, pregnant (oh my goodness again, what goes on in their minds?!), author, missionary, radio dj

bryna: something in art/english

sarah: reporter, author, journalist

christine: marketing

xiaos: psychologist, peesherman (translation for us normal people - fisherman, like her), politician

jessica: something with a high position, or a shop owner

hazel: rubbish woman, weather girl (wow, thanks)

penny: make-up artist, fashion something, author of a bimbo book

sairlilin/sherilyn: magazine writer

laureen: designer

adeline: some job that i will work on from home

letitia: newsreader (*gag*)

alissa: mathematician, chemist (HAHAHAHAHHDJAHFJKHSFJNNAMHFAMALKHJFJK)

brenda: advertising industry, english lecturer


i find it all quite amusing, really. it's so cold! has singapore ever, ever, EVER, been this cold?!?! i think i will get hypothermia one of these days, what with the freezing temperatures in the classroom and the weather outside... anyway, this is what my desktop looks like, times about five times of these creatures conveniently named after what kim named me - critter.



oops, i forgot about what tim said i'd be: "famous and married". add that to the list.

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Monday, March 08, 2004

thanks meg, i feel so honoured! *blush* 

you make me sound like a superstar or something, like you didn't get to talk to me... YAHAWHAHAHHAHAAHHAHA as if. anyway, speaking of superstars, the Virginia Gentlemen sure got that treatment from some people in my school after they sang for us. paid ten bucks to see them perform in the auditorium, and it was actually worth it!! the publicity they got was crap though, but us lucky few got the liberty to see desperados from our school chase after this poor guy that everyone was crowding around outside the canteen. poor guy. i bet it isn't everyday that he is swarmed by deprived and clumbering girlies.

the other good point about the "concert" (ha, barely lasted an hour) was that i got to skip clb! haw haw haw! and also to walk in the rain.

it rained so heavily our quadrangle was FLOODED! no wonder why the stingy principal didn't want to get us a swimming pool... she should have known that there would be a God-made one when it would rain torrentially. most of us wanted to go splash around/drown in there, but we made do with throwing paper boats and singing beyond the sea and talking about rubber duckies. the only thing i did was trail along behind the boaters and singers and wished that our school would get washed over like atlantis did and never be found again - like atlantis.

anyway, not many people noticed my earrings at first, but when they did... here are some reactions.

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTH!!!!! YOU LOOK SO GIRLY!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!!! AAHHHH! I HATE YOU!!!" - christine

what, i'm supposed to look like a guy now?

"ILLEGAL!!! ILLEGAL!!! ILLEGAL!!!" - sherlyn

oops, didn't realise that my earrings actually aren't allowed in school. well, too bad, have to leave them on for a month. and i LIKE THEM! (they're tiny silver stars)

"oh shoot." - jo

don't be wussy, go pierce your ears too!!

"was it painful?" "was it painful?" "was it painful?"
"no really, was it painful?" - eunice

well, i squawked when the lady did them. i hope that answers your question, times four.

i'm home alone! i don't want to study biology even though our test is supposedly on for tomorrow and aaaah ohh we had a health check up. i'm healthy. at least i think i am.

ok, i must be, if not i'd be in hospital having a seizure. dinner's soon!

the microwave beckons.

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Sunday, March 07, 2004

wickend 

imagine saying weekend that way. "wickend".



anyway, me and meg and liz and cow went to the american club last night to bowl and marvel at the ugly sinks in the ladies bathroom and see funny that 70's show-wannabe guys show off. it was really fun! and we ordered tons of food (i really had a proper belly hanging out by the end of the night) (that sounds gross) and aahhh fun fun fun fun yes anyway MY EARS HAVE BEEN DEVIRGINISED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
i still can't get over the fact that i'm alive. ah, the sweet tingling sensation of having my earslobes still intact, with an extra hole and all, is very nice.

sorry, this post is very weird, i know. look, here's a quote from mickey:

"manicures for me are like days in the year they come and go and sometimes add some stress to my life."

i don't quite get what it means, but i suppose that's the whole idea.

i feel so girly girl today!

like, hehe! and omg, like i totally saw the cutest skirt at prada EVER for like, really cheap, like $600 and i think i am so going to get it! i am so totally excited about this! and like, all the guys will totally check me out, and like oooooohmygosh that would be SO COOL! i can, like, show off my toned legs and tan, and their waxed and like, i SO can't wait!

sorry for that brief load of crap. i'll go now. bye bye!


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Friday, March 05, 2004

wait to date 

i spent three hours writing this thingie. try reading it, if you dare. (it's a bit wordy, for a speech!)


Waiting for Mr. Right? Perhaps you ought to wait a while more. All the downsides of dating during the teenage years are cliches waiting to happen. Your parents are kept in the dark of your relationship, because you aren’t interested in hearing them drone in the background, demanding that you get off the phone with your darling and get cracking on your homework. Can you identify with that frightfully familiar scenario?

While researching on this topic for secular information, 80% of the search results were on teen dating violence. That may not be a prominent cause for concern in this country, but surely that should ring alarm bells in your head? What would you do if you were going out with a paranoid manic manipulator? There’s no denying that many teenagers are at that age when their hormones are in overdrive. The fine line between lust and love is all but a blur, in which they tend to assume that they are in love, when in actual fact, would be appalled at spending the rest of their lives with the person they are currently going out with.

Another big problem with going out during the adolescent years are the academic consequences. I have friends, who began dating and found themselves having to face their disgruntled parents with their plunging grades and a good explanation. Why not focus on one thing at a time, instead of throwing yourself into the deep end, as if you were an adult? Us girls take joy in knowing that boys mature much slower than us. With their incapabilities of handling a relationship and schoolwork at the same time, the outcome of the relationship would be a disastrous one, affecting you, your boyfriend, and your parents.

Granted, humans have a longing for companionship, but why else would you still be living under the same roof with your protective parents, if not for their love and support? Is it that urgent a need to attain that same amount of attention, or more, from someone of the opposite sex? Parental approval ought to play a big role in your life at this tumultous age. Few parents would give the go-ahead of a relationship at this point.

We have the privilege to enjoy our life right now, while we still have the liberty to do so. Why be held back by constant self-consciousness and worries of how you behave without your boyfriend frowning, when you can let loose and have the time of your life? It is not just a matter of being tied down at such an early age, but also the basic fact that you will be wasting time over heartbreak if you discover your darling really isn’t The One, which can lead to subjecting yourself to chronic depression?

Another underlying fact is that majority, if not all of us, are Christians. What do you think God wants for you? To be happy, to honour your parents, and to stay true to what you stand for - your morals, values, and principles. It would never be His desire for us to be led into temptation.

Now that you have heard what I have to say, think about it carefully. Mr. Right might just be around the corner... but please be a little more patient before diving into the deep unknowns of dating.



i will let my fingers rest in peace now. nothing happened in dreary school today, and dinner is almost ready! bye bye!



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Thursday, March 04, 2004

"filled with penguin boys and penguin girls" 

stop telling me i listen to weird music. i know already!

i just mailed my brother a reaaaaaally long mail (my fingers are numb from typing longwindedly, which i know will completely annoy him! ha! longwindedness, i mean.)

today was... i hate it when i start a paragraph with an obligatory "today was".

today was... the day when we were plucked out of class, in the pretense that there was a fire in school. more like 4b5, to be exact. wait, let me explain. (here comes my trademark longwindedness again. that's probably why i suck at summarising.)

we had to mark in our calendars, organisers, whatevers, that today was going to be the emergency exercise crap thing. so we prepped ourselves up to scream like deranged and psychotic hyenas, not that we don't occassionally already do that for no reason, when our teacher told us that we were supposedly going to be very "shocked and shaken" at the "reality" of the scenario that the police and whatevers were going to enact.

so we sat in class and waited - they even gave us an early recess so that we could all be scared at the same time. waited and waited and waited, while giving a few preparatory screams to test our lungs, only to see this feeble trickle of smoke (i don't care if you can't use the word trickle to describe smoke - that's the only word that fits) drift down from the second level. anyway, to stop me from droning on and on, let's just say that it was pathetic. we sat under the midday sun (probably have a weird tan now) for about an hour, watching this mental teacher march up and down in front of us, screeching into a mike which was attached to this tiny speaker that a poor girl had to carry wherever the Teacher walked.

and then the plonked us in the hall, where we were force fed bad phlegm, kid rock, titanic and butt jokes down our eyes and ears and indonesian water down our throats by means of watching the movie Osmosis Jones. it wasn't too bad a movie, but it was extremely graphic for a kiddie show.

i'm scared of pimples randomly exploding by themselves now.

anyway, i need to eat dinner. and it's so late! goot-buy.

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Tuesday, March 02, 2004

i'll keep your secret, aye aye 

hey mickey! i'll say you said the hilary duff song was decent, too. ;)

- trying-to-personalise-a-post-ruth

i'm running out of things to post.



i can't draw guys with guitars, so this will do.
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what i really do in school 



i'm not sure if this picture will appear, but oh well! here's hoping.

oh! it does!!! :D



and this is how bad i am at organising my homework:


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Monday, March 01, 2004

newness 

i got new shoes! aaahhhh!! i thought they were strange at first, but hey, i like them :)



and my mom and dad were in ikea and they bought me this framed picture of three painted cats and I LOVE IT SO MUCH! i can't find a picture of it online so oh well i feel a bit bad that i've sort of made my mom and dad spend so much money on me and i'm still doing so horribly in school. i mean, look: I FAILED CHEMISTRY BY HALF A MARK!!! well, even though that mark is actually seven times the last score i got... *ahem* and i had to buy socks just so i could try the sneakers on last night. and i didn't even ask them to get that picture! i know it's not like it's superbly expensive or something, but i think that was very, very, very, nice and.. parental of them. yes. anyway, take a look-see at sherilyn's wonderful comment on the post below. very entertaining trying to work out just what on earth she's trying to say.

aren't eggs liquid chicken?

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what on earth is 

this?

http://chickencootiepower.blogspot.com/atom.xml

ok i'm too lazy to make it a proper link, so i couldn't care less if you go, or not. that thing seems very useless, though.
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redundance in full force 

that megruth's pad crapthing didn't really do so well. so it's gone! ha! waste of space.

just got home from school so hungry waiting for food to be ready listening to mxpx oh wait its ace troubleshooter now and im lazy to use punctuation and ooooh food is ready and im sick of mxpx and i miss my booby brother and this i am so tired and sleepy well thats really the same thing but

THERE'S NO HOMEWORK TODAY!!! welcome back, punctuation. i can't live without you.

,./~!!@#$%^&*()_+<>?:"{}|;'[][
:)

punctuation, oh punctuation
you give me this sensation
when i hit the keyboard
and perss shift
i never get bored
it's you that words cannot live
without because it would be too
blah blah blah

all those literature lessons i take in school never came in handy for my non-poetic skills.

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