i cant seem to find my yellow book. thats where i write my personal stuffs, a war diary of mine. hopefully its back at camp, and if it isnt there. then thats bad.

while waiting for mom to finish her prayers and send me back to school. lets rant. there will be this one night where all of us will wine and dine in smart white uniforms. the only problem is i can foresee myself coming alone with no date. i think ill bring mom along. perhaps. or maybe. any volunteers?

so ok here we go again.

Peace