Scattered Sheets [Awaken by Surprise]

Really, I saw scattered sheets on the table inside the cubicle the whole day.

And really I felt something odd. Wry. Plus I felt sorry for my agaw Paolo for saving our asses and changing all those crappy articles to life. I wish I could help. But since I am not that good enough, I have to sit on  a corner and watch him bleed. Sad.

Speaking of agaw: just another picshur of yoouuu...

Let me tell you a story: see this face? This happy face turned into a stressful, tense and sweaty one. haha. The reason why: he was editing articles, messy articles actually. Imagine his face totally distorted to an unsmiling and unhappy one. forget the story i still have articles to write about. Okay. I would like to say this again: gaw sorry I haven't done anything to help you. AND YOU'LL GET USED TO IT. YOU'LL BE THE FEATURE EDITOR (OR ASSOC PERHAPS) either way, it's a sureball, you'll get a position. So when are we gonna celebrate? don't forget the DRINNKKSS...

PLANS LATER: craap...wash the dishes house made is doing something. make coffee after bath. write scenarious for maladies. write an entry in Livejournal. don't forget to sleep. don't get confuse. and FFF I LOVE MY AUNT TODAY, SHE BOUGHT ME SOMETHING. WOHOO.