When I am in some foreign country years from now, either hating or loving my new life, I must remember when I was walking in Singapore in the blazing heat, listening to Blondie and Roxette and Joan Jett.
I must remember when I smiled secret smiles to myself whenever I thought of something funny. When I turned heads and silently flirted with good-looking strangers. When I read everywhere I went and danced nonstop for hours. And when I was in love for the first time in my life. I must remember when I was all of eighteen years old and really quite happy.
4 comments:
Whew. I was just about to complain that you haven't blogged about me in ages.
I'm glad you're happy. :)
who wants to blog about you?!?!?!
I BET LET WAS COERCED!!!! :D
so how have you been doooooin'?
Sany darling, I have an ENTIRE BLOG dedicated to pictures of me.
They call it cuteoverload.com, I have no idea why. <bats looong curly eyelashes innocently>
Secret: I like to divine messages sent from the googletron in the form of cryptic captchas.
My captcha for today? havsxgr
Meaning? Well...it should be fairly obvious to a dirty mind like yours.
GROSS.
I refuse to associate you to pictures of innocent animals!
(Though I can so imagine you floating around like those weird angel hamsters in the bg)
(Lerler, does he really have long curly eyelashes? :O)
And lies! My mind is so clean that if you input a dirty sentence in, the output would be, like, a bible in a sentence :)
All the nice bible bits in a sentence that is.
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