So...It's been awhile. Been pretty busy with school and whatnot and even when I have time at my disposal, I can't seem to think of what to write that won't bore you guys. Then again, if you're looking for something funny, witty and oh-so-charming to read, go read Calvin and Hobbes or something. :p Anyhoo, went home at around halfway through the school day today. :D Thank God my Dad didn't ask a lot of questions. All I had to do was sound extremely contagious. So I went home, slept, ate and woke up around 2 to do my GP homework. Right. moi+laptop+internet=a disaster in which i end up being glued to the screen til late hours. So I ran into (??) this article about the first wedding EVER to be conducted at the House of Juliet (Casa di Giulietta), as in that place with the balcony where, legend has it,Romeo wooed Juliet. Basically, it was Juliet Capulet's humble abode. It was the wedding between
carino Italian footballer Luca Ceccarelli and someone. Isn't that just romantic?? Of course, now that they've done it, brides from around the world will come in droves and pull each other's frilly train just to get the privilege of being wed there, and soon it'll be as over as Ugg boots and Crocs. Which is why, I call dibs on any beach in Mauritius, with a Tristan and Isolde theme. :p So that leaves everyone else with, Lancelot and Guinevere, Cleopatra and Marc Antony, Paris and Helena, Pocahontas and John Smith,Elizabeth Bennett and Mr Darcy, Jane Eyre and Rochester (gag) etc. :D
I just wanna use your love tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight!!
A very heavily sedated Raihan
what we could have been, 12:26 AM.