"We were written in the stars, my love,
all that separated us, was time, the time it took
to read the map which was placed within our hearts,
to find our way back to one another."
Saturday, March 17, 2007
You watch the season pull up its own stakesAnd catch the last weekend of the last weekBefore the gold and the glamour have been replaced,Another sun soaked season fades awayYou have stolen my heart Invitation only grant farewellsCrush the best one, of the best onesClear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnightYou have stolen my heartAnd from the bar room floor we are a celebrationOne good stretch before our hibernationOur dreams assured and we are, we'll sleep wellYou have stolenYou have stolen my heartI watch you spin around in the highest heelsYou are the best one, of the best onesWe all look like we feelYou have stolen myYou have stolen my heartLovely song by Dashboard Confessional. It's titled "Stolen". Highly recommended! =)
Work has been rather mundane, except for the quirky and appreciative customers that i've met, whom have made work more insightful, less unexciting and more worth the pain of standing for long hours, with customers calling up to tell you that they really appreciate your service. :)
Speaking of unexciting, it has evoked memories of a particular GAY customer that i've served recently. I can still remember his gay hand actions and gay laughter that is heard almost after every sentence. *shivers* And the "OMG-he's-so-gay" stares my colleagues and I would often give each other during the period he was in the shop. Yeah, i know it's very rude, but sometimes, you just can't help it! HAHAHAHA. It can really tickle your funnybone, just seeing him acting so GAY! Seriously, I've never met sucha gayish gay before! Yucksssss. hahahaha.
Okays, off to lala land! Buonas noches!
Je suis vraiment tracassé. Je vraiment AM.Il décourage pour apprendre de lui. Il est vraiment.Est-ce qu'à l'intérieur de moi, vous fais souffrir peux voir ? Pouvez-vous voir ?Quand est-ce que je peux jamais cesser de penser à vous ? Quand est-ce que je peux jamais oublier vous ? Je ne sais pas. Seulement qui vivra verra, je devinent.
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♥ The Laydee ♥
Iris
20041987
Loves shopping, travelling, having good reads, watching sunsets and small animals
