This was back in Canada (2001).
As a tradition, my brother and I always go to car shows.
This was when we were checking out the Trucks.
(Among other things)
My God, I remember that shirt.
I loved that one.
I probably wore it a hundred times.
Washed it once.
Nope.
Not today.
I still woke up.
I guess I’ll just die another day.
But, I did almost have a car wreck today. It was like a movie. Scary.
Anyways,
Now, I just want some pancakes.
I had a Burger King Whopper meal for dinner tonight.
I believe my arteries are clogging,
I can’t breathe,
My chest hurts,
And my left arm is numb.
I don’t feel too good
I’m just gonna go to bed.
This may be my last goodbye.
If I don’t wake up,
Please someone reformat my computer hard drive.
Password is tuttifrutti.
Goodbye.
Was. Just.
I. Can’t. Even.
Why?
This was supposed to be for Throwback thursday,
but I didn’t quite make it.
So we’ll make it for Flashback Friday.
The Don Bosco Band Batch 1991
From L-R:
Vince Torres – (Bass)
Sergio Castaneda, same frame – (Drums)
Reiner Angala (Guitar)
Bro. Bing Dones (Band Leader)
Nilo Paner (Keys)
Ty Martell (Guitar)
I saw this the other day.
Another perspective of what we are.
I found out when I got home yesterday,
that this little girl broke up with the kid.
I don’t know much details yet
the kid doesn’t want to talk to anyone.
I have never seen someone so heartbroken.
It’s breaking mine too.
He only said that he feels so unwanted.
I will just wait until he wants to talk.
I guess I better try to stop writing about the kid from now on.
I have to respect his privacy.
Except maybe when he and I do something funny.
Of course I would share that.
Just don’t tell him what I just wrote.