Picture of the Day:
Picture of the Day (tomorrow):
friend: wondering why love can't be like it is in story books
SkyeBlue207: because we don't live in a storybook and if life was that perfect and romantic...i don't know--we'd all explode
friend: lol
friend: i just wish one thing was like a story book
friend: just once
SkyeBlue207: me too--god you have no idea how much and how often
So, I just (well, a few hours ago) got home from my nice family dinner. I had an okay time, other than the atmosphere of Vinny T's was so sleepy...
My parents want to go out to dinner tomorrow with all of my grandparents, which I guess would be okay, I'm just tired at the end of the day and not much excited about tomorrow. Why the hell am I so sad on such a happy occasion? Why, I ask you?
A Rent Moment: 525,600 minutes x 17 years = 8,935,200 minutes
Hell, that's a lot of minutes.