Friday, November 04, 2005
Felt free.
Felt romanticly french.
Felt in the mood for music.
And then the mood just slide back down again.
Feel guilty.
Feel bad.
Feel bored.
I'm waiiiiting ah Fang...
Why are we waiting?
Why are we waiting?
We wants to eat.
Yessss
We wants to eat nice, delissiousss fishiesss.
Cold fish,
Raw fish,
Wet fish,
No more.
planted @
6:55 PM