Sunday, September 28, 2008
whimsical tales.
When you reach home at 430am. Its almost impossible to fall asleep again. way over bed time. way over skin rejuvenation time. way over any foolish attempts to dream. Constructive conversations. You need 2 persons with wits to spark such capricious conversations. and thats us. 



AND she made my day. have been eyeing on this bag for who knows how long. and i finally decided to get it today. using my 1st pay from tuition. great.
Andre: If i were a she. I'de probably be a slut.
Hel: If i were a he. I'de probably be a horny. pervert. bastard.
PS: Anyway, i just farted. And i almost fainted after smelling it.
She slaps at 5:52 AM