Thursday, October 11, 2012

the bomb

I was packing for my last-minute travels, and in the middle of it all, I resurfaced for a gulp of air and some rest.

Wiping the sweat off my brow, my activities in the past hour resulted in a flurry that was the will-pack, maybe-should-pack, nah-could-get-it-there and naw-ain't-packing-that. That accumulated to a pretty impressive mess.

I thought, oh man... it looks like a bomb hit my room.

Then which a little sadness and orz, Which is me.

Quickly followed by, Waittttt... that would mean - I'm da bomb.

*pose maut*

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