Slipped
Unkempt nails, unshaven facial hairs. My hygiene deteriorated tenfold. Maybe I should grow a beard and moustache, save it till Christmas, bleach it super white and be Santa. Hohoho! Bad idea. 2010 has been a horrible year for me and Christmas is just another holiday that I’m not looking forward to celebrate, much less to Thanksgiving. I’d rather be the Grinch during Christmas! Anyway..
Raynard lost his cellphone in West Coast Park. I’m sure it must’ve slipped through his front pocket of his pants. Boy, he sure is careless. Cheryl tugged her tummy tight against one of her arms. Hmm, something smelt weird.. No wonder she’s been keeping quiet all that while we’re talking and walking. Poor girl, she’s having a terrible tummy cramps and she’s missing out all the fun. Vivian feeling dazed due to the motion sickness she had on our bus ride. And there we have Cheery sighing what a failed outing it is.
