Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Bagheera: Many strange legends are told in the jungles of india, but none so strange as a story of a small boy named Mowgli. it all began when the silence of the jungle was broken by an of un familar sound. The sound of a baby crying. It was a sound like no one never heard before in this part of the jungle. It was a man cub! Had I known how deeply I was to be involved, I would have obeyed my first impulse and walked away. (The jungle book) love it...
Sooooo, where has this week gone. I cant believe we only have five weeks left in school. I miss my brother dearly but I know he is having a great time serving the lord in canada. I having a great week since today. I cant wait till douglas updates my blogg... Yes its going to be awsome. HAHAHA.
Now I am the king of the swingers, whoa. The jungle VIP. I have reached the top and had to stop. And thats what bothern me.

1 comment:

  1. I know all about that unfamiliar sound! haha. Screaming babies don't go along with a good nights rest... As soon as things calm down here i will ge on with your blog. Let me know if there is anything you want... fonts you like, colors, themes... whatever.