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Friday, August 24, 2007


i've been pondering a bit these few days. over random stuff. or not so random. i have no idea what to think. mind quite blank currently. hearing some ticking sound in the room. must be some insect. eww. rainy weather is not good. haha...too many insects tend to enter the house and flood the lights. gross. prelims isn't exactly over yet. i probably should be studying but can't focus now.

oh yes...there is a new sort of playground downstairs! haha...havent been to see it yet though. heard from my sister that it is more of a exercise area. but with SWINGS!! did i mention i love swings? yea. weird but true. =) i must find time to go downstairs one of these days.

~ { 9:24 PM }
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Friday, August 17, 2007


Yesteday is history
Tommorrow is mystery
Today is a gift
That's why it is called the present.

yupp...just read it somewhere. a commonly seen paragraph but appropriate. we cant turn back time nor predict the future (haha...other than my exam results...) so we should treasure the present.

~ { 8:36 PM }
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