Now you see me for who i am.

Cause' I'm leaving on a jet plane, i don't know when I'll be back again.
As my aunt always used to sing.

Tell me what can one do. With a free time in her hand. I managed to watch halfway through Bridget Jone's Diary until there happened to be some error attacking my Internet connection system. Sometimes just a simple interruption or disruption of the show can make me loose my concentration and i do not like that.

On the other note. I need to relax more. Take my minds off wicked things (that's what me nan said). I should take my time to probably just look at my dog snoring on the floor or something (figured that should help). Oh right, i don have a dog. Well than I'm afraid i have to scratch that plan off then. But wouldn't it be lovely just for us to do that? To stare at something looking so quiet and peaceful?

Well let's see, maybe i should pack my bag and leave the country. Yes and visit Moscow or the Caribbean and drink pineapple juices and sit under the coconut tree and see old buildings on a scooter with a silly helmet on wearing floral printed blouses with a bright coloured orange skirt for a change. Now i think that shouldn't be such a bad idea isn't it. It could probably happen. For a girl with such wild imaginations.

I need a REAL road trip. I hate having to fantasies about one.

♥de leon