[[ Stickman & Stickbabe ]]

we're just two simple stickpeople who :-
met,
clicked,
hitched,
till death do us part...


[[ All I want in 2007... ]]

Seeing loved ones happy
Mission trips
Have a cute baby
Learn bridal makeup
Speak Camb/Viet
Pay off our housing loan!


[[ Leaving? ]]

~C-Cup : cupcakes from heaven... (perfect 4 parties)
~My Bali Photo Blog
~Melonbabe (my female sibling)
~Angelia (a kid i tutored, who grew up!)
~WZB (a woman with an expensive rock)
~Get Blobbed... (splish splash plop blobbe)
~My Primary School Classmate
~My pescatarian recipe blog
~Simplicity - making a difference in Kenya
~A visually delightful blog of a stranger
~Another visual treat...
Been read free hit counters by free-counters.net times!

Thursday, December 01, 2005
[Betsy-The-Cow Syndrome has been interrupted to bring you updates of the Stickcouple]

In a surreal emptiness of a white room with no floor, no roof, and no window, Stickman dripped tears while he told Stickbabe that he would make her a thousand promises, but he would not.

For words were empty, and he didn't want to make empty promises.

Stickbabe caught a teardrop and looked through it like looking through a lens, to see the world beyond the drop of saltwater.

"I want to hear those promises. Empty as they may be, I'll believe every one of them."

[Betsy-The-Cow Syndrome will be updated soon! Read the previous post if you don't know what nonsense I'm sprouting.]


stickbabe [ 1:53 AM ]