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Testing with a real post
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
was a stay-home good kid, at 9:09 AM
Blogging two times in one day is just desperate. I don't know why, motivation's lost in the vast land of Egypt and I'm stuck here in little Singapore. I quit the computer at 3pm and now it's 4pm - I'm back up here. I had a packet of prawn crackers while watching Pineapple Express (mentioned below) and then I wanted to have a bowl of cereals before I started work.
Anyway I walked into the balcony and walla, what did I see? A bright pink flower sprouting out from that pot of ugly cacti my grandmother had before I was born. I always told myself I made friends with that pot of ugly cacti since I was young. It never pricked me, I could stroke its pricks like an owner and a dog. We were special. Maybe it just had weak pricks. I grew older and I stopped talking to it, then this day I saw that pink flower, after a heavy downpour in Serangoon, petals with crystal clear droplets of rainwater. Feels... miraculous, like a gift from heaven, like rainbow after storms. I have never even noticed the stalk growing out of the cacti, but poof, flower! Sorry, I'm incoherent right now, but yeah, feelings.
Got distracted with the DSLR, and spent half an hour catching images in my balcony - colourful clothes-clippers, raindrops, green trees and unexpectedly this Bangladeshi sweeping dried leaves. So that concludes 2nd day of Mugfest month a failure. I'm leaving for training soon, but yeah I kinda enjoyed taking those photos.
Shit I'm in love with my new blog, I'm spending way too much time here.
Testing with a real post
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
went out and partied till infinity, at 9:09 AM
Blogging two times in one day is just desperate. I don't know why, motivation's lost in the vast land of Egypt and I'm stuck here in little Singapore. I quit the computer at 3pm and now it's 4pm - I'm back up here. I had a packet of prawn crackers while watching Pineapple Express (mentioned below) and then I wanted to have a bowl of cereals before I started work.
Anyway I walked into the balcony and walla, what did I see? A bright pink flower sprouting out from that pot of ugly cacti my grandmother had before I was born. I always told myself I made friends with that pot of ugly cacti since I was young. It never pricked me, I could stroke its pricks like an owner and a dog. We were special. Maybe it just had weak pricks. I grew older and I stopped talking to it, then this day I saw that pink flower, after a heavy downpour in Serangoon, petals with crystal clear droplets of rainwater. Feels... miraculous, like a gift from heaven, like rainbow after storms. I have never even noticed the stalk growing out of the cacti, but poof, flower! Sorry, I'm incoherent right now, but yeah, feelings.
Got distracted with the DSLR, and spent half an hour catching images in my balcony - colourful clothes-clippers, raindrops, green trees and unexpectedly this Bangladeshi sweeping dried leaves. So that concludes 2nd day of Mugfest month a failure. I'm leaving for training soon, but yeah I kinda enjoyed taking those photos.
Shit I'm in love with my new blog, I'm spending way too much time here.
About Me.
Your profile, image and everything else you like here: videos, quotes, loves, hates, criminal records, ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, we really don't care.
Here's celebrating our common love for Brit series Skins, unless you're only using this cause you like the colours - but that's not a bad thing huh.
Anyway catch Skins if you get a chance to, I'll personally rate it NC16 cause of drug references, sex, nudity and giving you an illusion that drugs/sex is completely okay.
Which is not, okay.
Also to everyone who thinks everyone lives under a facade, no one's completely true to others huh.
There's that part of people they don't wanna share oryou don't wanna know, and this blogskin's for that. Cheers to you, what's your skin?
20 Random Facts.
1. fact one here, and other following ones - you could decrease the number if you don't have so many interesting things to share. 2. or increase it if you're really unique/weird, and have lots to talk about. 3. or maybe just delete this portion altogether cause you're not keen on sharing. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20.
