My OperaThursday, May 3, 2012 1:46:19 PM
Those Innocent Days Of
OurLife:
Once Choosing Color Of
Sketch Pen Was A Tough
Process.
Catching The Seat Near TheWindow In A Bus
Was Called Obsession.
Getting A Toffee As A
Birthday Treat From
FriendsMade Our Day.
Being The 1st To Finish Copying From The
Blackboard Was The
MomentOf Pride.
Hiding Your Answer
From Your Partner Was
Not Called Selfishness. When Homework Was
The Last Torture & You
ThoughtAll Elders Are
Ideal.
Sleeping Early Was A
Routine. Owning A Cycle Was
Like Owning Everything.
To Look Pretty Was To
Put Loads Of Powder
And A NeatComb:)
Awesome Were Those Childhood Days
OurLife:
Once Choosing Color Of
Sketch Pen Was A Tough
Process.
Catching The Seat Near TheWindow In A Bus
Was Called Obsession.
Getting A Toffee As A
Birthday Treat From
FriendsMade Our Day.
Being The 1st To Finish Copying From The
Blackboard Was The
MomentOf Pride.
Hiding Your Answer
From Your Partner Was
Not Called Selfishness. When Homework Was
The Last Torture & You
ThoughtAll Elders Are
Ideal.
Sleeping Early Was A
Routine. Owning A Cycle Was
Like Owning Everything.
To Look Pretty Was To
Put Loads Of Powder
And A NeatComb:)
Awesome Were Those Childhood Days
