Chapter 34: Press pause.

i wish i had a remote control for life. seriously. like that movie "click" with adam sandler where he really does get a remote control for his own life. of course, he uses it for evil and ends up destroying his life when he fastforwards past what he considers slow. oh and he also breaks the thing so that he can’t control it. honestly, only in Hollywood would someone break something that allows you to actually control your life. come on…

i would want that to slow things down a bit. it’s suddenly march of my junior year of college and things are now moving so quickly that the years are blending together already. was it freshmen year spring fling when it was raining the second day so we just trouped around the quad? when was that night that night during finals when we studied together all night, just to keep those who had an exam the next day awake? and what about that time we waited until 5 in the morning for everyone to leave the actual party to have one by ourselves, just for us?

i hate that these memories, ones that i am trying desperately to hold on to, are mushing together. and now, i’m approaching my senior year of college. how do i stop time?

Chapter 33: A Love Song

i absolutely had to put this up...

A Love Song
Sherene, we are your number one fan,
You make us want to fly like Peter Pan.
You are irresistible to every man,
You make them say, “I can!”
The way we bust it out,
Leaves us without a doubt,
That we can always party it up,
Until our neighbors say “sha-up!”
We know you like to ride it dirty,
And at times can be quite flirty.
You never disappoint,
When it comes to passing the joint!
It’s good to know you’ll always be there,
Even if I get grillz you’ll still care.
You are indeed a dime that’s top of the line,
Cute face lil’ waist and a big behind!
Sherene, you know you’re our gal,
An amazing friend, lover and pal.


Much love always,
Michelle, Natasha & Piyali
January 25, 2008