lets try this again...
it has been a while...i am toying with the idea of just giving it up. i have my reasons and i am not sharing. i have been dreaming a lot. this is good. i am sleeping a little bit better. i am actually sleeping on my back for a change. i always sleep on my stomach. i have tried to break this habit before to no avail. today...i woke up facing up. i think that is progress. hence my next paragraph.
it is a great day. it is a day for love. it is a day for reflection. it is a day to remember better times. not to mention i am also going to be organizing a father daughter dance for my kids school. it should be fun. i am really looking forward to it. i will have to dress my daughter up real nice. i guess i will have to dress nice for this great day too. i am really excited about this.
i am also having a lot of spelling errors with about...i usually am spelling it abuot. what the hell is that all about. oh well. toss it into the wind and lets all get over it and kiss love square in the face.
it is a great day. it is a day for love. it is a day for reflection. it is a day to remember better times. not to mention i am also going to be organizing a father daughter dance for my kids school. it should be fun. i am really looking forward to it. i will have to dress my daughter up real nice. i guess i will have to dress nice for this great day too. i am really excited about this.
i am also having a lot of spelling errors with about...i usually am spelling it abuot. what the hell is that all about. oh well. toss it into the wind and lets all get over it and kiss love square in the face.
posted by Santiago at 1:32 PM
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there was a father daughter dance when i was in high school. but i never went. i'm not sure why. i think i felt it was something my father wouldn't be interested in going and it seem like only the white girls where planning on going to it. i was thinking about it last time and sort of regretting it a little. that would have definitely been quality time with my dad.
chanclita- girl...i spent a lot of time thinking that very same thought. that is for los gringos. i mean they would not be interested. i know. it was horrible. maybe i should have asked them.
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