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Sunday, April 01, 2007'♥

- the interllectual fermentation -

this weekend was well, good. good's an understatement. let's just say i havent had such a fulfilling weekend for the longest time,esp when most of my weekends are really just bumming around at home, or two, hanging in town doing the same things over and over again every weekend. bah.


- went to ikea, did my budget crosslist, and some furniture shoppin.
- met up with the college homies for the hongkieboy's 21st birthday.
- spent the night over at lionel's watching films, doing my budget and my renovation plans.


well, it was good watchin the reservoir dogs & an inconvenient truth . Dont ask why, but from now, i reckon i am really going to start bringing my own grocery bags to the supermarket. i am going to use less water, papers,and take the public transport more often too .

and people, please make 'An inconvenient truth' the movie of your week today!

i am pooped. neither am i in the mood for bloggin' too. But really, just watch an inconvenient truth !


"What is the use of living, if it be not to strive for noble causes and to make this muddled world a better place for those who will live in it after we are gone!" - winston churchill.


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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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