Thursday, September 12, 2002
Such a beautiful day today.woke up very early.got a call from a fren.asked me to type out his resignation letter.how do u write one anyway???when i do mine im gonna fuck everybody who made my life miserable at werk.*haha*three more months to go and im freeeeee....
Sept 11 passed without a hitch.all the security measures were just a waste of time and money.not that i was expecting sumthin to happen.there was the usual prayers to the ppl who died.**minute of silence**
Hope shes werking today.didnt see her yesterday.wonder where she went to.thoughts of her in the red cheongsam still make my knees go weak.a vision of ethereal beauty.*sighs*
soft hair and velvet tongue~
i want to give you what you give to me~
and every breath that is in your lungs~
is a tiny little gift to me~
dead leaves and the dirty ground by white stripes
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