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MIN You're what you own. It's not so perfect everyday. So it's true my words are contrived I tell lies just to get into your mind Beauty makes her eyes glow. Imitations of love. Sweet music and hidden grace. Unspoken, Tagboard here. Archives October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 credits, Designer: JeSsie Basecode: tm
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Saturday, July 12, 2008
The bazaar, yes. It wasn't as crowded as I expected. Foolish because customers were mostly 'our own people', if you get that. Anyone in the right mind would obviously head to the pasar malam right opposite rather than this bazaar. Jhawn came over to fetch me and it was so freaking hard to communicate with my voice gone. Literally, gone. Even when we went to Pizza Hut for lunch, I wanted to put across my orders and the waitor must have thought I was mute. Anymoohow, the bazaar was still fun with the company of friends. :) Two Rs. One on each side. Can this get any better???? Feast my eyes.*winks* My female eyecandy was there too, smokin hot!        Tell me what's the issue,who I give this lips to. ...Slut. 12:00 AM |