Prom.. what to say about prom? hmm... prom... prom... prom...
Meh, nothing to say about prom. I'm a guy. Prom is for the girls.
It's like a wedding. Girls dream about it all their lives, whereas guys are there just to make it happen.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Mysteriously Unknown
Twenty years ago there was a man who was... a little crazy to say the least.
He felt as if he had no direction in life.
It was all just a routine to him.
Wake up at 5:27.. take a wizz at 5:29.. hop in the shower at 5:30.. fruit loops at 5:40.. get ready for work at 5:50.. leave at 6:00
Same routine every day.. Same clothes, black tie with a light blue shirt and a comb-over, every day..
He knew he had to get out of this rut. But how?
One day he saw something.. a face.. that would change his life forever..
Will he find out why this specific person stood out more than any other person he sees daily?
When will he figure out what his destiny on this earth is?
Is this person even real, or simply a figure of his imagination?
He felt as if he had no direction in life.
It was all just a routine to him.
Wake up at 5:27.. take a wizz at 5:29.. hop in the shower at 5:30.. fruit loops at 5:40.. get ready for work at 5:50.. leave at 6:00
Same routine every day.. Same clothes, black tie with a light blue shirt and a comb-over, every day..
He knew he had to get out of this rut. But how?
One day he saw something.. a face.. that would change his life forever..
Will he find out why this specific person stood out more than any other person he sees daily?
When will he figure out what his destiny on this earth is?
Is this person even real, or simply a figure of his imagination?
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