Sometimes boys will always be boys. They cant grow up and they cant really be trained to the dreams of the gals. They can try with all their heart, but sometimes its just not enough.They can remember a single football match from somewhere one or two years ago, and list you the ones that scored, but they cant remember the slightest detail that you tell them.
I went out today to look for the favourite chocolates for someone. It took forever to find the shop, and by the time I got to the shop, I had forgotten what were the specific chocolates that she loved. Duh…. To make matters worse. I had once got her to circle the brochure so that I would know what to get, but I don’t bring it along….. Was not cheap, so I had to call to check just in case I got the wrong stuff, and so, end up spoiling the surprise….
She said some funny things at dinner tonight. So is this the beginning or is this the end?


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