the other day i was talking with mi mejor amiga, NJ, about the prophet.. stuffs i couldnt and wont understand. and the day ended up like this, basically; since the rain didnt stop at all and kept going on until 3 am in the morning, i reached up fo my nicest blanket and wrapd myself inside it. but the 39"x75" bed seemed so wide, i could put thrice of the universe in my mind.
somehow, i got lost.
NJ agreed not to bring up the negatives, and i agreed to make silly faces, as she forced me to hold onto the camera.
we're only human. we're predictable. so long as we're happy.
edit (major) :
yes, i ate my neighbor because he took my taco.