/img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1824/1824585m5vy6k3xmf.gif" width=12 height=12 border=0>Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Sometimes throughout the night, when I panting profusely, I would listen carefully to the surroundings. The dead silent rhythms to my ears. Halfway back to my house, I would lie down on the sit-up bench and thought how tired and painful It was to feel everything on your own. I wish there was someone to talk to at that very moment but all there was a cat listening to my sorrows.
This cat always be there when I jog during the night. It would lay on the bench quietly as though it anticipated my arrival. Hahas. This is ironical, instead of a human, I got a substitute.
P.S : Please Watch "TEN PROMISES OF TO YOUR DOG" I cried on the Left Eye! 4.5/5!