'sall about archie

Hey! Hey! You! You!

Emm, pardon me for I’ve been a grumbler for the past week and temperamental three. Teehee. Y'know, just one [week] of those days. Again. Well, I was havin Pre-MS then Present-MS! PMS PMS. Gee. [Whoops! And I had to type that out! Teehee. Real sorry] =P

Anyways,
Happy Birthday
to
Archie.
Yep, you’re old dude.

Nevertheless the same 2 year old boy who dances and sings in the public; never caring about the people around. That same nursery boy who chats people up; preferably courting the ladies and the moms in the jeep then flirts with their little girls. That same comic boy who never fails to entertain his family and friends. That same little boy who cools your flamy head even when you’ve just scolded him or yelled at him. The same son who tries to change to a funnier topic when being disciplined. That same sweet boy who never fails to impress the girls with his romantic E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G ways. [that's the kind of boyfriend i want. as sweet as Archie.] That same sugary boy who only gives you posh gifts and will drain his monthly income in just 2days. [non-stop head-shake with the “tsk-tsk-tsk”-ing] That same little boy who never fails to put a smile on our faces. And of course, a frown too! And that same brother who influenced me to be what I am sort-of right now. Lol. I still have it in me and it’ll never go away even if I’m pretty much slackin a lil from it.

I can go on and on and on…but I’m gett’n sluggish!

Y’know, I LOVE YOU. You are one of the sources of my strength. You taught me how to defend myself from gett’n bullied. You taught me how to be even stronger now. You’re a brother that, I guess, everyone wants to have! You’re MY brother! Their son. Their nephew. Their cousin. Their grandchild. Their idol. Their Godfather. Their uncle. Their friend. Her boyfriend. Their colleague. Their student. Our soldier. And HIS son.

I LOVE YOU la! There! 'Nuff said. Muah! Muah! Muah!