You are a real tough cookie! Where am I supposed to begin? What am I supposed to talk about?
Alas, the American lunch sandwich.
Not saying that you are close to my heart, you woodland creature, (Get it? like the deer is a dear friend of mine?) but a dear friend (not deer friend like Bamby) suggested that I do a post about you:) So I am.
You know, I think that you have made society more distracted than you have helped society. No offense.
I love you guys:)
My dad’s side of the family.
Man. We have a lot of history.
Hi Ice Cream, we all love you! I haven’t been writing much lately and I’ve had little inspiration in my heart to blog, but you have churned thoughts in my head and provided me with some sweet ideas.
Sometimes, it feels like I live solely for you. The weekend is a vacation from school, the summer is a vacation from winter, and traveling is a vacation from home. But, I get complacent.
Saipan, Marianas Islands… I sure wish I could be there now.
I could care less about you. I never think of you, ever. Even in Enlgish class I’m thinking about more relevant things when I should be paying attention to you.
How ironic it is that when I feel you I am so full… but so full of nothing.