4:44 PM ● today.

Sunday, August 24, 2008
i guess i shouldn't hide anymore
this is reality, face it.
everything will be found in the end.
just give it up.
hello:D
today i almost skipped choir for my birthday lunch:D
haha.
nobody wished me happy birthday...
tagtagtag!!!
happy birthday to me,
happy birthday to me,
happy birthday to melody,
happy birthday to me!
hahahahaha!!!
and the prince said to the princess...
you are the fairest of them all,
but yet, this shall be our last dance,
as i , to no offence to your highness,
am not in love with you.
i love only one, and she is none other than...
this is like the most
retarded
thing ever!!!
_i_
l------l
l-----------l
l_______l


the woodcutter's daughter.
the princess was furious, and upset, and everything she could feel,
but she didn't show it,
as did all princesses.
"Very well, my prince.
But i will be waiting for you
should you ever change your
mind."
lalalala...
hahaha.
yesterday, we ate at
MARGARITA'S
woohoo!!!
mexican food rocks!

And so for a year, the prince
lived happily,
while the princess lived miserably.
When suddenly, the daughter of the woodcutter
died, suspected, a murder case.
but no one could ever know, could they?
the prince was shocked, and sad, devastated.
he ran to the princess,in a moment of folly.
he had forgotten his rejection of her.
but surprisingly, he receivd a wonderful
welcome......

lalala.
chimichanga is superb.
its cheesy, and loverly.
yahahahaha.
with tortillos
and also,
NACHOS
with cheese and guacamole and salsa and somemore
CHEESE
you shld go and try.yumyum!

"So, you came back..."
"Yes...i...why...could..."
"You are alway welcome here,
but i...i ask a favour of you..."
"What is it? Your highness?"
for she had turned away
seemingly crying.
"What's the matter?"
he asked.
"Your wife, she's dead?" she managed to choke out.
"I...Y...Yes...Why?"
"Nothing, i can feel your sadness and i wish to
help you.
but...i... the only thing i actually want...
is to be with you."
the prince did not know what to say.
"i..."
the princess cried out, "will you not even grant me this?"
he could not refuse.
he could not say no.
"i promise you."
little did he know, he had married his wife's murderer...

xxxxxx

( Run to the city. )