yep elisa, i took up ur suggestion for the title :)
the canoobs went to et's house yesterday and baked and sewed, like some Housewife's Club. i was going to help with the baking but elisa looked like she already had more minions than she can handle so i went up and helped van and shawna sew the cushions. in all the six years i've know her, van hasn't changed the least bit. she's still crazy over
kids central and
beyblades.. but i can understand that, because it's so much fun imitating the way
Trotro speaks, and yell-singing "
Bob the builder,
can we fix it? Bob the builder,
yes we can!"
:))and we were all crazy over the song
Desperado, i've been humming it to death since i heard that girl sing it in
In America. now thanks to van and et, i've heard the westlife version and some japanese singer's (sorry, i'm very lousy at remembering jap names) version, but nothing comes close. or maybe it's just the mood of the moment? hmm.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? Come down from your fences, and open the gate It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you You better let somebody love you (let sombody love you) You better let somebody love you before it's too late sumin joined us at et's house :) i was glad to see her there, really. cos she's been a part of us for so long i'm really glad she dint just throw it all aside in a hurry. and i respect her decision. it must not have been easy to decide she needs a break, yet she was able to make an honest assessment of her own feelings and has the courage to let us know about it. i know most of us are thinking, could we have done anything differently that will make her stay? and should we talk her into staying? but.. i've always felt that if you make someone feel like they have an obligation to stick to the choice they've made previously, that they stay on because you asked them to and not out of their own free will, they're gonna end up hating it. so just let them go, and wish them godspeed, and cherish those memories. :)
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning--
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
The Great Gatsby F. Scott Fitzgerald
go to, then; your considerate stone.
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yep elisa, i took up ur suggestion for the title :)
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