Tuesday, December 21, 2004
@1:43 PM
Just finished reading Hiyawu’s book entitled . Great story. The one that is so real as if it is happening around us. Love in real life can’t be perfect. Sometimes it’s the imperfect that makes it seems perfect. Huh?
What a lame start for my blog. But that’s really what I’m feeling now. This is what we call ‘kekosongan jiwa’. Kakaka! What else can a 19 years old unemployed graduated single and available female penguin do at home with her very busy reading love novels younger sis other than sitting in front of the comp typing some crap as her very 1st blog to be posted out.
Sien~!
For those ppl who noe what I’ve been doing during my holiday rite before I ended up doing nothing at home like what I’m doing now, I’m sure that they’ll be pointing fingers at me and @#%+&%$#… OKOK!I did went for some trip and had a really great time. But that’s why I can feel the ‘sien’ atmosphere even stronger than before. All the trips before this is just like cocaine to me. It speeds up the impulse transmission. My body gets used to high ‘vacation’ concentration to work well. Without the ‘drug’, withdrawal symptoms develop i.e. sien lorr…
After typing so much crab, I guess I better stop now before someone started to throw eggs on their PC..
m.a.i.l.b.o.x
