suppose to buy curry fish head for dad while on the way back but was too late. realised i hafent kept lots of my promises to him these days. pretty bad. at least had dinner with mum. manage to meet up with mag and send her to school for training. was good to see her even thou it was just a 20minutes journey. legs hurting like mad. dont wanna sound like a wimp but kaoz the feeling of water hitting it was real bad. and it always bleed after i bath. damn. alrite time to go back to the island again. oh and takas having food fare. too bad. gotta save. back to the bumpy ride to bunk. boy do i dread this feeling. lord i thank you for the day. for keeping me close in your arms and watching over me. draw me nearer to you i pray. my lord. stay humble. stay true. to yourself. to God. desmond scribbled at 10:25 PM. | |
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