One hundred years from now
It will not matter what kind of car I drove,
What kind of house I lived in,
How much money I had in my bank account,
Nor what my clothes looked like.
But one hundred years from now
The world may be a little better
Because I was important
In the life of a child.
Monday, September 25, 2006
Bad day.
To make this day worse, I would probably have to become injured. It has been that bad.
hope your week got better!... Ill pray for yah bud.. we should hang out some time... because we havent yet... As long as it dosent involve the Notebook!
2 comments:
Aw, poor my friend, BOWLING Thursday, does that make you smile?
hope your week got better!... Ill pray for yah bud.. we should hang out some time... because we havent yet... As long as it dosent involve the Notebook!
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