MEMORIES ENCHANTED

Fragements of memories reminising on the days spent running through bushes on sunset days , not a care in this world, green grass, deep waters :all fragements now : moving on carying thoes suticses of memories beyond time, shedding the shells of time where expirences of past haunt, old trees grown pregnant maybe. but still hanging on . When visiting childhood scenes are restored, feelings, emotions and urges awake themselves.

Looking backyearning for what once belonging to you , the many days of intamacy starvation full of likes and cackoons of wisdom wanting to grow, but fears departure, for as time turns the pages and years rot like ages boys turns to soliders and girls turns nurses (or for me still studing) Things and time Changes. LOOKING BACK ON THE GOOD OLD DAYZ.....

why am i so inqusitive?

do you want to know? because no body never share their business with me. anyway i want to here what you guys are saying aout the new movie Bancock do you think that it will be as slammpng as Hancock was i must admit hancock had me off the f@###@ edge it was a way to say men can fly but only if they will save the world.
Any way i have some friends my boyfriend can say thums up to they are the supidest people with the greatest sense of humour ever.
I just love blogging it takes me to another world, it is just my own semi-private joy. Bye till bem time de

BEING BOORING IS A SUICIDEAL THING

i am so booring . all i do is to sit at home and do partially nothing . sorry i took so long to post a blog , but u know that is how it is sometimes. finifs this lata!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!