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Monday, November 20, 2006'♥

okaye. this' s for all the good people on a dreadful monday afternoon.

the cure-friday i am in love.


hmmm okaye. i cant help but to notice how unproportionate robert smith's head is to his body. btw he's the vocalist. hmm maybe it's the video quality?

and haha! i cant help but to think of dillon when i watch this! it's just tickles me somehow!

and these days. i have been so busy researching on my mean machine ,photography and everything else, that my eyes are poppin like pop corns in the sockets.
oh well, tentatively, i am settling for these :
1. nikon d 5o + kit lens
2.SB400 flash
3. 18-70mm F3.5- 4.5.
4, battery and its adaptor

so that means that's $1.4 k down to my mean machine!

i am going to be so darn broke for a while.

so no more


1.online shoppin
2.cabbin
3.good food and drinks durin the wkends
4.partying
5.books for the holis.
6.bomb pratas
7.and everything else that makes me go :D.

sad is the girl who counts peanuts in her pocket.



sighs. who wants to be my partner in crime. we can all go rob banks together with our mums' fruit knives. :)

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4:10 PM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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