Sunday, April 22, 2007
in disarray
there's small dent on the left side of my car.i haven't got a clue what i hit or rather ...what hit me.
i'm somewhat confused at this moment of time.
it's the same feeling a woman would get if she found out she was pregnant; not knowing who the father is.
*pause*... maybe not THAT drama...
It's the same feeling a guy might have if he found out he was going to be a dad despite the use of 'protection'.
*pause*... hmm. maybe not.
my point is. *silent sigh*
bang balls ... like how am i suppose to explain this to my dad now.
On 4:15 AM, Victor let go.
