Darn...
Mood: Not so Happy
Listening to: Eminem
My Cheese poem was discovered in my old comp. However, the file was corrupted and I couldn't use it. Don't you hate it when that happens?! It's like finding an old toy that you've lost for so many years, only to find that it's broken. Oh well, I still remember some of it. Maybe I'll try to recover some of it from my mind...
*Sigh*...
