Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Things I'll never say...

I miss YOU sometimes.. hmm betcha won't even know.. not ever.. maybe never;)
You are sooo .... GAYAAA!!!

I'm here but i don't know whether i'll call U or not..
nahhh dun think so... maybe next time
THis time around it's too short, I'm tired. Lazy laaa...


You drove me crazy for a short while last week when I 1st met U.
U made me do drastic things that i never tot i wud ever do.
I think i'm getting more and more agressive these days..
Good Lord, someone stoppp mee!!!
Then again, prolly nth will come out of it.. haha
but i still think u're real cute;)


You reli pissed me off.
I know better now.
YOU will never be able to hurt me EVER again.
But i mean well. God bless


You reli touched my life.
Maybe this phase of my life happened so we kud meet?
GOd bless U no matter where U r and i know
you're gonna be a professional photographer someday;)


You still mean everything to me.
Sorry, Daddy
Can i come back now, pls?

QEWT!

THREE-year-old Reese: “Our Father, Who does art in heaven, Harold is His name. Amen.”


A little boy was overheard praying: “Lord, if you can’t make me a better boy, don’t worry about it. I’m having a real good time like I am.”


After the christening of his baby brother in church, Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car. Thrice, his father asked him what was wrong. Finally, the boy replied:
“That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home, and I wanted to stay with you guys.”


I had been teaching my three-year-old daughter, Caitlin, the Lord’s Prayer for several evenings at bedtime. She would repeat after me the lines from the prayer. Finally, she decided to go solo.


I listened with pride as she carefully enunciated each word, right up to the end of the prayer: “Lead us not into temptation,” she prayed, “but deliver us from e-mail.”


One particular four-year-old prayed, “And forgive us our trash baskets, as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.”


A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin, five, and Ryan, three. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.
Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson. “If Jesus were sitting here, He would say, ‘Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.’”
Kevin turned to his brother and said, “Ryan, you be Jesus!”


A man was at the beach with his children when his four-year-old son ran up to him, grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore where a seagull lay dead in the sand.
“Daddy, what happened to him?” the boy asked.
“He died and went to Heaven,” the father replied.
The boy thought a moment and then said, “Did God throw him back down?”


A woman invited some people to dinner. At the table, she turned to her six-year-old and said, “Would you like to say the blessing?”
“I wouldn’t know what to say,” the daughter replied.
“Just say what you hear Mummy say.”
The girl bowed her head and said, “Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?”




*Hahahahahahahhahahahah.... Hohohohohohooo........ HIhihihihihiiiii.....*

-silence-

*WHAT?!?!?!?CUTE MAHHHHHH*=P