lunes, 14 de febrero de 2011
So. It is that day.
You still remain my only male valentine ever. Besides my papi.
I remember going to the A track dance wearing my pink skirt from Gap kids and those white platform tennis shoes. Then, later, meeting in the street in front of Karissa's house exchanging gifts (mine quickly arranged from stuff at Karissa's house and yours so cute and certainly made by your mother.) Do you remember? Probably not. Because you are a boy and probably have had ten Valentines since then. Man. Age 11. I sure was charming then, no?
Well have no fear readers. I still gave and received plenty of love on this Love day (see the picture above) and ate lots of sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. Now off to an evening of studying. Happy love to you all. You're Dynamite.