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Tuesday, May 02, 2006. Shifting house, I mean blog. Cheers and see you on the other side. Sunday, April 30, 2006. the lindt chocolate packaging no longer comes with that perforated strip across the box.
This is where I stick random tidbits of information about myself. Red Blooded Woman - Kylie Minoque. Without You - 3 Doors Down. Getting up and knowing that a cup of coffee is waiting downstairs. The smiling faces of loved ones anytime of the day. Roses, tulips, orchids. Hanging out with my frens.
Wednesday, July 30, 2003. Monday, June 23, 2003. Spent sunday studying in school till monday morning. Till she gave up and told me tat i can come home if i want to. I made her cry, and i made her worry. Woman, i am sorry.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006. The serialblogger in me has had enough of trying to get my enters working. So, I have moved. To somewhere which LETS ME ENTER. Enter- You see what I mean? Everything is just a continuous phrase. I dun like what is happening. Thankfully I am only a tourist in this place they call PlanetEarth.