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Thursday, 7 February 2008 11:26 am
Remnants of my blog.

In case anyone's wondering what the hell happened to my blog, its disarray is cos of shotgun and sam. What started out as an explanation to why I din't have a C-box ended up in what is presently -remnants of my blog. Pfftt. Anyway, I couldn't yell at the b'day boy that day so sameer heroically bore the brunt of my anger. Throughout the day. I'll post pics another day. Sam's yet to pass 'em to me. Oh, yes, Fatin and I also ended up getting our punishments (we like to think of it as our 'lesson learnt'..) from God. Agnes ended up telling us this story about a juvenile gymer who she's aquaintences with who was a lil upset about being left out. I felt bad.

I've adopted the professionalism that comes with being a broadcast journalism wannabe (since its my EFTS report paper) AND since Agnes has duly appointed me with the regal title of ' walking dictionary', my blog will be flourishing with the usage of more bombastic words. Sorry for those who have to hit the F12 function to 'decode' what I'm writing. Its all int he pursuit of becoming more driven in my vocation. Agnes'll be proud.

In the meanwhile, I'm back to getting the blasted undergrad report thingy settled somewhat. And getting the pcs from Sam.


To the darlings:
Sam- I'm sorry for taking it out on you.. you know who's fault it was.
Shotgun- Its your fault! And thanks for remembering Mauja Hi Mauja. =)
Shotgun's wifey- I suggest an annulment. You can do better.
Fatin!- Thanks for just being you, you lucky babe! You've got a hottie on your hands. =)
Jeez- Looks like I'll be seeing you more and more often! Lets just hope its not always with
boxers behind the door. =p
Gena- Its EVIAN, not AVIAN.

SAMEER AND SHOTGUN! GET MY BLOG FIXED!!!!
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