Saturday, April 16, 2005
Love is like driving a car.. You have to be ready to open the door and make yourself vulnerable both to joy and pain..Know when to open and lock your doors..Know when to change gears, when to slow down and go fast..Always fasten your seatbelt and be ready for "one hell of a ride"..Always use your horn coz you'llnever know you might hit somebody..Look at the rear view mirror not to see the cars behind but the people riding the car it may seemed your enjoying the ride while your passengers aren't..Use the side mirror tosee other people.. and other cars that are passing by.. Check the temperature coz things might get hot..Check your gas coz you might get surprised and upset thatthe ride might already be over than expected..Use you headlight when things get dark..Put on the brakes togetherwith the clutch so you might stop but you'll get to go on driving again (and not have your engine off)..Put on the airconwhen it's hot and turn on the radio and sing like nobody's listening..Use the wiper if you end up hurt and crying..Be ready to stop and park and find another ride.. Green means go, and red means stop.. Yeah, how i wish love is like driving a car..
Stupid_Doug sitting... waiting... at 4/16/2005 05:10:00 PM |
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"raymond j. san diego. aka monmon / momon / esdi / sd. Graduating psych student.
Gemini. Suffers from bipersonality disorder. Could last a day without talking.
Or could be the most manic person the next minute. Also suffers from sleep paralysis.
Loves the color green. Love dogs. Loves to sweat it out. Loves spongebob.
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Too optimistic.Too passive at times that he would laugh about things.
Too preoocupied with himself that he's talking in third person. "
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