Excuse My Accent, Please
“Can you please help me?”, was the southern accent that was heard as I peered from the corner of my paperback to see who was trying to disturb me, while Pendergast was finally escaping from Herkmoor’s highly guard prison. Then she smiled, and I at that instance knew that my trip to Houston was going to be worth while.
Two days ago when I was all excited after being punched in to be part ‘The’ group, I did a google search on Houston bloggers and to my surprise I found a lot of different types in here, a few of which were professional bloggers , single bloggers, screwball bloggers, liberal bloggers, and just bloggers. I’m glad to say that I belong to the last of the kind mentioned.
I’m just another traveller on my way in life, and Houston is now my pit stop. Hoping to learn more, than what I plan to write here. Maybe a day will come when I’d have to say goodbye, but before I get to that, I just hope that this would remain a memory unforgettable . And maybe meet that girl again in Houston.
Its a new place, a new identity. I’m an endless dreamer, and some dreams I hope will be fulfilled in this city, the city I’m already learning to love, Houston.
Welcome!
welcome aboard to our blogging group! yes, we hope to here your lovely rants and ramblings about houston! and we all hope houston you will find many interesting experiences here. welcome, welcome! :)
edit: we hope to *hear*
and replace the second houston with “that”..
that’s what you get for not having enough sugar or caffeine (and i don’t like coffee anyway)…and your mind scribbles things incoherently together.. *sigh* don’t mind me.
@ Kendra,
Thank You
@ A~Lotus,
Thanks Again A~Lotus, Its been an intersting journey already.. and about the typo’s looks good that way.. :)
SQ
Man, great to hear and very cool…
Carry on.. Sr.,