Tuesday, December 09, 2008

#50

Money Money Money
Can I be your caddy?
I don care if I fatty,
I wannabe caddy.
Nanny Nanny Nanny
Poem is by my dear sister Genevieve. Haha. I'm currently in Beijing, she wrote that for me. I really miss her. It feels weird not to be able to hug her fat and round little body.
Lots of blogging to keep up with so tata!
i look upon the moon and stars at 7:40 PM
0 stars were shining bright even without the moon