always.

Monday, February 2

im happy about some things :)

flashback to the 20th January 2009.

happy 2nd anniversary mi amor <3

Theres a whisper in the air you breathe
Underneath a sky tonight

Theres a piece of you

Inside my heart

That runs too deep to describe

And your so much more then Wonderful

So much more then i can see

And i could spend forever hoping

You'd be here with me.

Here with me.

When the world is me so ended

with nothing left to say

Theres an Angel in your voice

That tells me Everything OK.

And your so much more then Wonderful

So much more then I can see.

And i could spend forever hoping

You'd be here with me.

Here with me.

And your so much more then wonderful

so much more then i can see

and i could spend forever hoping

you'd be here with me.

yes, corny. i know. haha shoot me if u must :P

ok. back to the present. i need to go do things that'll pump the rush of adrenaline in me. seriously, things are getting too... routine-ish. yuck. how i dislike that word :/

oh im reading this interesting book. i'll type out the first note for ya

a note from Georgia,

Dear chumettes and chums,

I hope you are alrighty as two alrighty things. I am, though ONCE AGAIN I am full of exhaustiosity. I have been busy as a bee (two bees) finishing my latest oeuvre. Oh yes, AND I have been to Hamburger-a-gogo land to see for myself the nation that cannot be bothered to put the "i"in the second half of words... like aluminium, for instance, which those lazy cats spell aluminum. Where would we be if none of us could be bothered to finish off our words properly? I'll tell you where we would be, we would be up shi cree without a padd, that's where.

As you will see, I have reached new heights of sophisticosity in this latest of my oeuvres... boys, lipstick, snogging, snogging, red-bottomosity, jokes about sausages and pants - the list is endless.

I do this only because I love you.

Georgia

p.s. you don't know what oeuvre means, do you?

p.p.s. You think it's french for eggs, don't you? like oeuf.

p.p.p.s. you think I have been saying that I have just finished writing my new egg.

p.p.p.p.s. Look it up in the glossary you lazy minxes, I am far too tired to explain. I have to go and have a lie down on my snogging emporium (bean bag)...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

hehe. that's the intro to the book i guess :)

i wana go bungee jumping or cliff diving :/

hm i miss my sister :(


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