i suspect my washing machine might be a transformer.it keeps throwing tantrums and flinging itself off the counter.a desperate attempt to commit suicide.
maclaurin,you are a bitch.
and no one gives a damn about your series.
haix. may end up eating my words about that. after all, fibonacci had a lot to do with da vinci's works of art.
random post on a beautiful sunday :) just glad that i finally have family time to spend with sisters, even if i have to study at the speed of light. sales... well, im wating for the straw that breaks the donkey's back. it wont be long coming, im sure.
a son passed away last night at 10.12 pm. from cancer.
rest in peace, dude.
at 10.12pm, what were you doing?
i was cursing the world, for wasted time and unfulfilled promises, for headaches and weariness.
it doesnt take much to dispel a complaint. guess that means that complaints (literally) arent made of much substance.
