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Tuesday, January 08, 2008'♥

it's one week to the new semester.
The holidays have been nothing short of spending well deserved time with the woonsons and channikins.

thebf has been mighty generous this festive season .with this newfound generosity and my addiction to retail therapy spinning out of control, we have been busy with the damage control on my wardrobe and depleting bank account.

thebf's loot for me:
1. guess wedges.- $120
2. topshop metal cuffed link necklaces - $23
3. accessorize black and gold motif necklaces- $13
4. brand new spunky bag for school.
5. 2 dresses.
6. 4 leggings( electric blue,red,black,purple).
7. our monniversary watch.

and hah! my loot:
1.5 dresses.
2.4 sets of gold black bangles.
3.spunky black star belt.
4.2 bags.
4.3 belts.
5.multi colored motifs punk jacket.
6.red sweater.
7.checked shirt.


and most importantly, meet my 2 loves ,georgie the munkey and thebf.

note their uncanny resemblance. and georgie just decided on his sexuality and his inclinations towards 22 year old males.


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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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