I am not over it, I'm just not over it at all. I keep having those flashbacks of me trying to imitate him when I was six. Hell there are pics and even a home video of me doing that laying around here somewhere.


Bring him back, please.

I honestly believed he was immortal, like Cher.

Oh and fuck the motherfucking assholes and fucking Perez and everyone else who brings up all the bad parts right now. Why can't we mourn in peace and remember him for the good parts for now?

First of all: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I hope everything you wish for will come true! :D
I couldn't go out last night because of the damn thick fog and the icey roads! I was way too afraid to drive, seeing as I'm not the best driver out there and ofcourse me+fog+ice= nono.
So I had a nice evening at home, watching a few movies and drinking champagne.

Wow, this year has gone really fast. I managed to archive quite a few things this year that made me happy including my own degree, which those who knew me last year know how hard it was for me to get it seeing as I got fucked over. (pardon my french)
Also bad things have happened like my parents divorce but I finally accepted it and now I'm pretty much fine with it (besides the randoms fights where they still put me in the middle. *roll eyes*)
I also made new friends :), something that I'm really grateful of!
So, I hope the new year will be even better then 2008.

I'm rambling again... oh well.

So again, I wish you all a happy new year!

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Title: Just another day
Rating:PG
Warnings: Crack!fic.
Disclaimer: Fake fake fake, but damn don't you justwant it to be real?
Notes:  This is like my first post.... EVER, i really never post fics cause I'm not a writer. Got inspired from this pic i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd36/frankie_like/sergiattraining19apr08.jpg
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