Thursday, January 24, 2008

thinkin'

yes i know, i truely am an awful correspondant, my grammar whats wrong with my grammar? the commas are breaths, sentences that long need breaths. today was yet another wonderful day of my being a genius at beauty sch. we had an assessment and aside from my shoes repeatedly falling off, i was on the most deliciouslyso tall i couldnt touch the floor swizzily stool, they weren't my prettiest anyway so it was of little consequence, though yesterday work put the most delightful heap of pounds into my bank account so i think i shall hit the sales finally before january actually ends. my blog is being v odd of late it publishes posts in german.i'm not entirely sure why. oh my gosh sweet home alabama is the cutest film ever, one of the girls came over for tea and a flopsy and spent most of the evening in competition to ice the prettiest fairy cake. turns out icing is rather nasty to eat, im not entirely sure its not just regular sugar in disguise. i did get your email i love how you manage to stay on the point the whole time, what about you getting on with your life aren't i stopping that ? or is that what you really meant hmm well i shall think on it but now i must to sleep

1 Comments:

Blogger Obi Won Kenardly said...

Baby I am getting on with what I laughingly refer to my life but it has no colour or texture, no joy and no euphoria like when I kissed or held you close. I have no drive or motivation, I just breath in and out and limp ever on. I can't do anything else, I miss you everyday and I am and always will be waiting by your door... maybe one day you'll change your mind about me and come live with me in a warm tropical place where the hardest thing all day is picking the right mango at the market or which end of the beach to watch the sunset from.Then come home to Australia with me and live there happily in giddy love. It would be a joy for me to give you anything you want or need in this life, because 1+1=1. Call me a romantic fool, call me implacably dedicated to love, but I am hooked, signed sealed and delivered, I'm yours.
miss your kisses
Obi

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