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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
if you thought im going to be dead & Gone
XOXOX * 4:01 PM
Monday, July 27, 2009
Seriously, after a day's work. Monday at that. When you thought, training would help enforce your sales pitch. However, unfortunately, you come to realise you've to sit through an hour odd with a 30-year old duck yakking & boasting away.
Do you reckon you deserve this? Not.
It irks my boy to the guts when he knows I had to endure that. So do my babes. Does youth from comes the character? A good character. Or perhaps age protrudes when lies (amazing ones) occur.
XOXOX * 10:31 PM
