Saturday, August 22, 2009

A jar of boiled sweets.

Here's a little something to think about:

To forgive calls upon our love,
to forget calls upon our strength.

And while I'm on the subject...

My lucky numbers are 11, 4, 40, 24, 13, 26

:) Fortune cookies are deliciously meaningful. They are also delicious.

I forgive lots of people for lots of things, I suppose I must be very loving.
And buddy, I forget absolutely everything. I must be as strong as Edward Cullen.

I feel like keeping a blog about things I remember from my childhood (or last week :P).
Maybe I feel a little inspired by Angela's Ashes, maybe I'm just nuts, or maybe a bit of both.
Hmmm... People of blogland. You have been warned.


I'm going with option B...
*Ding ding ding ding* Congratulations. You have one a brand new red biro.
What!?! Where's my brand new red ferrari?
Um... We ran out...? *grins*

Don't mind me, I'm just a little Ker-azy.
On second thought, maybe someone should 'mind' me.

Five and half sugars, thanks. Happyface

2 comments:

  1. I don't agree that forgetting calls upon our strength. But I do the like the first half of that thought.

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  2. Hmm, depends what you're trying to forget. :P

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