Fruit Stand |
I am an apple. I once told an orange he was wrong for telling me that all apples have bruises. I have no bruises...and I take pride in that. I am proud of that. I let others kn... Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 18:22:00 GMT |
The dish... |
There once was an old man who gathered all of his closest friends in his home to present to them a gift in the form of a dish.
"I've made this meal for all of you because you are all of my... Posted by on Sun, 11 Jun 2006 14:06:00 GMT |
The vibrant glow of a thouand dance steps. |
Mikey and Ryan were kind enough to once again invite me to a dance party being held by their friends, Jake, Seth, and Corey. Considering the amount of fun I experienced at the last party, I was ... Posted by on Sat, 21 Jan 2006 00:54:00 GMT |
The Power of Dance |
Last night I was invited to attend a dance party with two guys from across my hall. They aren't usually the type of kids I hang out with, but I decided to just go, because they are a whole lot of fun... Posted by on Sun, 30 Oct 2005 12:27:00 GMT |
The eyes of those... |
Yesterday morning I went off campus to get my haircut downtown and I caught the GTA public bus, like I normally would, but this time it was different. Before I came to college, I would ride the bus r... Posted by on Fri, 07 Oct 2005 07:56:00 GMT |
My clock stopped ticking, is my time up? |
Lately, a friend of mine has had me contemplating the state of my existance. My life, my death and everything in between. That smooth, or rough, long B-line that will define who I was as a... Posted by on Sun, 02 Oct 2005 09:38:00 GMT |