For those who don’t know, I was created in a Build-A-Bear workshop back in Canada, hence, I am Canadian. My creator (not my girlfriend) had kissed my heart and given me life on December 24th 2007. Within a week, my girlfriend swept me off my feet and took me half way around the world. She has a full time job so I’m left alone in the apartment most of the time. During that time, I watch my favorite show: Doctor Who, and hang out with my mates. They’re alright most of the time, but they’re quiet and prefer to keep to themselves all the time.
There is this one fellow that lives with us that I’m not to fond of. My girlfriend calls him the Bear. They’ve been friends since childhood so I can’t say much. She had to take him with us to Hong Kong. Him and I just can’t get along. With his wrinkly face and old posture, he just doesn’t fit in. We have nothing in common. But, she loves him… Everyday, we have a stand off on the bed. He stands, or rather leans, on one edge and I’m on the other. I mean for god’s sake, put some clothes on old man!
