.....tittle tattle tales of a noneffervescent star
afternoon tales the morning never knew
some of my afternoon stories the morning will never get to know because i always wake up late
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
THE LATE....
Here's another Becky story: I was at the school pergola when Becky arrived earlier than the usual (meaning always late), "Sup? you're early today?", i said. " Hi Jet!," she said smiling, "i'm changing things for the better na kase, one of them is my habitual tardiness", i really hate it kse when my prof called me "The Late Becky", parang namatay na ko e!
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