Chronicles of a Chubby Mexican Girl

You take the good, You take the bad, You take them both and there you have the facts of life. The facts of life. There's a time you gotta go and show You're growin' now, You know about the facts of life. The facts of life. When the world never seems, To be living up to your dreams. And suddenly you're finding out, The facts of life are all about you. All about you. You-u-u-u, A-ll about you. It takes a lot to get em right, But you're learnin the facts of life.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Hear Ye Hear Ye

I need to pack and don't really want to. Alfonso will be painting and I'll be at home packing. I guess I'd rather pack since the air at the house just went out and I'd rather be in A.C. than in Hell. I feel bad for him though, he works in the hot sun all day only to go into that hot house. I'm sorry baby.

Can you believe some people still don't turn their air on in 115 degree weather? I mean seriously. I'd pay a $400 power bill any day if it meant not having sweat under my boobs. :-)

Anyway, HEAR YE HEAR YE, I'll be packing at home all the live long week if you want to come keep me company. No work is to be done by you just make me laugh and remind me why you're my friend.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...: ha ha I'll watch. Just kidding!; 9:51 AM

Chronicles of a Chubby Mexican Girl

Monday, July 11, 2005

Hear Ye Hear Ye

1 comment:

Hit me baby one more time

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