it’s fiesta here in the morning—
—and apparently, the angels are also having their own feast.
it’s been raining hard. 🙂
i’m afraid i might be sick….my stomache’s grumbling and i’m not even hungry…
i officially have no boyfriend, just a fling.
if he redeems himself, he might be called one.
i wish he’d put more effort like when i was in highschool…