tumble thots
where crazy thoughts go tumbling by,
and who knows what dreams may come...
and who knows what dreams may come...
i told you 2 weeks ago i’m not interested..
i told you last Friday i’m not interested..
WHY are you calling me AGAIN at 5:30pm with exactly the same questions, the same suggestions, etc?
which part of “no” don’t you understand?
!#$%^&*
there are some who say that the more you age, the more you start to reminisce about the past.
given that i’ll be another year older in 2 weeks time, i’m starting to think a lot about the past again.
ahh.. those good old days.. how i miss you so..
i noticed you like listening to heavy metal.. i enjoy those occasionally too when i need an outlet to vent my frustrations..
but don’t you think the music is WAY TOO LOUD if i can hear exactly what’s playing on your iPod when i’m 3 seats away?
make good use of your nice set of expensive headphones, but do take care of your ears also.. oh, and did i mention i don’t quite appreciate your endless supply of LOUD music when i’m trying to catch some sleep while traveling long distance?
just saying..
Girl: Mom! What’s that? It’s so pretty!
Mom: It’s the moon!
Girl: Where did they buy that? Can we have one too?
Mom: ?!???
overheard on a busi know you’ve probably been walking the whole day in those stuffy shoes..
i know your tired feet want a chance to breath and unwind..
but please understand that the other bus passengers want to breath too..
so will you kindly place those smelly feet back in those shoes.. PLEASE?!?!
