Friday, March 7, 2008
I'm sorry BN . Time is running out !
I'm sorry BN.
All the corridors do not have any meaning to me.
The cake is getting smaller.
The plot is getting thicker.
Time is running out for me.
My children are scared to be on their own.
I have no choice but to groom this lady..
Posted by StreetBlogger at 7:43 AM