A wooden picnic table, gold metallic butterfly wall paper, cake and ice cream, and mum, dad, brother, two younger sisters and the youngest a brother, none of which were related to me, and a gift - a cassette tape - "Pretty In Pink" sound track.
I was a citizen of this country that I left when I was 0. I had no living relatives here, and was over seven thousand miles from what I called home.
I was unemployed, no job skills, and totally broke.
I was coming up on one of the best years of my life.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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Aaaaak! You what? A blog? One that starts so awesomely? You're full of surprises, David. Looks like we'll be travelling in circles if you're following me and I'm following you. . .
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