Fly High, be great.
No matter how high a bird might fly, it still has to get its food from the ground.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Today is the first day of the rest of MY life.
With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.
- Eleanor Roosevelt
p/s: dear Semantics, Varieties of English, Discourse Analysis and Morphology, do be kind to me okay! I heart you ALL :)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment