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Tuesday, September 01, 2009

a little girl came up to me and asked with her really cute and innocent voice,
"did you see the monster?"

i stared at her for a moment, wondering how i should answer her. ultimately, giving her a cold hard,
"no."

shes sooooo damn cute i tell you. i regretted giving her a cold no cos she immediately turned her butt towards me and walked away to continue her search of the monster.

and then, you start wondering what on earth are they thinking.

like, monster? i thought lil' girls should be looking for their prince since they imagine themselves as a princess.

shit i should have asked if she needed help in looking for it. at least i know how her 'monster' look like.

perhaps its just some really fierce rude attitude-ed woman whom she sees as a 'monster'.

hahaha. she's so cute.
and im really lame.


9:03 PM