sometimes the boat floats, and sometimes it sinks. just like the watermelon and the boy who poo-ed his way through.

Wednesday, July 21, 2004

when u have nothing to talk about, talk about the weather. u stupid arse.

the weather is fine today. it was raining in the morning and it was cold. and most prolly those who are too afraid of bathing in cold, would not have taken a shower from their droolly well-slept night. soon after the dark clouds had cried enough, mr sun came out, making our day happy and bright as he is. then, the temperature increased to a stage that our comfy sweaters were not needed.