the last 48 hours...

I've been looking forward to the end of this tax season. But even half-way through I know that in a way didn't want to end. Because even though its been a 'learning process' and it been a stressful period in my life... I don't know what I'm doing after this whole thing... I try to stay a couple steps ahead and I have a plan in my mind.

Those plans in my mind rarely ever make it to fruition, so I feel like I'm walking on hot coals. . I've had a lot of conversations with a lot of different people there might be something wrong with my mind. I'm just going to say it, my dreams, my plans, my expectations - they could be merely the imagination of a crazy man.

Who knows about all that, all I know is when that clock strikes midnight, my equivalent of a white carriage turns into the equivalent of a pumpkin. Hmm, here's a good one, when my clock strikes 12, my flying carpet (as safe as those things are - no freaking seatbelts and somehow break the laws of aerodynamics not to mention logic) turns into a coffee table. hahaha, I thought I had something good but I didn't. Guess what the first thing I saw was...

And why am I attracted to white girl so much??