CRESCENT MOON
Tis' college time again, and I am yet evading it. I have enrolled but yet to make payment. I prefer to stay indoors watching Mika Nakashima's music video repeatedly than drive in the blazing hot sun to an outlandish college arena. I still stand firmly on the grounds that without sufficient horsepower we should be sad and stick to the speed limit. These are the major issues this week. And now on to the news...
PAR TWO.
Golf has recently become the topic of discussion with the probability of attaining clubs on a rather er...probable note. The whole point of it is upping the game. Of life.
EVOLUTION ISN'T NECESSARILY BLISS...
if you don't own one. Dreaming about one day in and day out is insanely tiring, and stressful. Why? Not all dreams are made equal.
STYLISH COMMUNICAE.
The prospects of attaining a flip-phone is becoming rather appealing. That and changing the entire wardrobe to A/X.
MAKING WAVES.
The world is made up of three types of people. Those who watch. Those who do. And those who do well. The latter sounds rather promising. Especially if you're doing someone well.
THE LADY IN RED.
The idealistic man's flair. Rosso. Intuitive sexual companion. The ultimate accessory.
TIME WAITS FOR NO MAN.
But men make the time. Impossibility only exists because you haven't tried hard enough.
