I'm bored. I'm a slacker. and yet I don't seem to have all that much time on my hands either. What's with me? What's with my life? Where am I heading? No idea. Who has the answers? No one but God who ain't telling. What does that do for me? Leaves me to wonder around this arid field we call Earth to find my wind and fly to wherever I may.
No English? No Problem!
Monday, March 08, 2004
BTW as I type it's raining up a storm right now outside my house. The rain is so heavy, the sun has been blocked out, the sky is grey and the lighting in my house is getting pretty dim. I hate this weather. It means I'm stuck in the house for lunch and I have to rummage through my fridge for the remains of any leftovers from dinners long past. This sucks. I want the scorching, skin-burning, cancer-causing and importantly, dry-and yet sweat-inducing weather that our island is supposedly famous for.
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