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mood: Euro fever
watching: Euro 08'



Whenever my nutang is viewed in firefox and explorer it turns out totally different! Hell, I need help. Whats happening. It's kinda screwed. I can't seem to do it right Do I suck in HMTL or what?

Pondering. Sometimes those words were like stones thrown down at my body. What they're doing seemed to be ridiculous, but their intentions, it turned out, were completely sensible. We never had that comfort, deep covenant, ancient and automatic written in or nature. So we can't accept what is/are right, every man for himself. Isn't that so? And our misery in the aftermath was proof that we knew we had failed ourselves. But letting go was in our nature too. Hell yea. Selfishness is also written on our hearts. Treading that line, keeping the others in check, and being kept check by others, is what I call morality. Irresolvable dilemma, either me or others. Some said me, and then was nothing to be gained by saying others. Mostly, we are good when it makes sense.

Fuck BFD. No other better word to describe it. Nasty or something better. Every single question, are dedicated to the first half minute in the history universe. Kill some brain cell(s) please.

Happen to catch a show in Channel 8. My World, My Blog. It's weird, how some bloggger(s) can get so, i mean soooooooooo paranoid. Being able to show their true self, being so emotional. Some, just express themselves in world-wide net not thinking about the consequences. Well, many out there treat blogs as their punching-bag/daily entertainment or something better.

A stranger invaded into my life, first thing that happened was that you became a stranger to me. It marked the beginning, a moment of the chapter that spare no second or two to stop missing you. It's the best to slow down.

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mood: Emotionally exhausted
listening to: David Archuleta, Angels

There are many expressions of emotions in the universe, generally indescribable. The same uncontrollable smiles , the faces of joy. Observing human nature can be such a pleasure, so can human sameness.

Catching a bus home, the variety was in private dramas. What I spotted and many others in the bus. A father and teenage stood in long silent clinch. How lovely. It was a reunion after a long separation (They're shouting, not I kaypoh ok! Piangz) And there was another little boy, screamed to be put down in the crowded packed bus, provoking a fit of temper in his tired mother.

Mostly it was smiles and hugs. In a 45mins bus trip I experienced more than 50 theatrical happy endings. I thought that perhaps this was the very nature of its attention. What an awesome bus trip home.


The morning call was ...

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mood: HIGH
listening to: Nightwish




I swear I had a blast, an awesome weekend or something better . Here, I shall make another attempt to be happier less sad. My story is made up of more than just sad parts. So, hello again.

Despite nutang boring me with its lousy attempts to let users "customise" the look of their weblog, I am much too lazy to find someplace else and having to "customise" all over again. I swear these websites are made for web-morons and only they know how to work this shit and be satisfied with it. After saying the above, I don't know how long I will put up with this, because, you know, I hate it when my things look ugly.


I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.

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