"You'll Never Know" By Chances Are
This post doesn't go something like this...It goes exactly like this. A poet named Shi lived in a stone house and liked to eat lion flesh, and he vowed to eat ten of them. He used to go to the market in search of lions, and one day at ten o'clock, he chanced to see ten of them there. Shi killed the lions with arrows and picked up their bodies, carrying them back to his stone house. His house was dripping with water, so he requested that his servants proceed to dry it. Then he began to try to eat the bodies of the ten lions. It was only then he realized that these were in fact ten lions made of stone. This may become a surprising story for some. Each syllable in that previous passage is pronounced 'shi' in Chinese. Look it up. (Time for you to look up last passage) Good, now onto my blogging. Here <- (not directly here, but below) is my first personal story of this month. Have you ever had that feeling where you see a girl you might know on the bus, but you don't ...