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15. Nicky's super 18th.

Monday, August 13
8:51 PM

Your destiny may keep you warm.

I haven't updated in awhile because I've been updating in my mind. That sounds almost irrational, doesn't it? That's probably what Ayin, Vic and Sam thought when I told them exactly that. Let me explain. I was staring out the window in the train this morning (not that I had much of a choice, my face was pressed to door). Back to what I was saying, I've a terrible habit of straying, take for example today...ok, I'm being annoying. (:

All right, seriously. So it dawned on me that my blog has been neglected and snap! my brain was aroused by the sudden impulse to update and that's exactly what it did. Right there in the train, with the strong smell of aftershave and over-powering cologne/perfume shrouding me. Add morning breath to the list. I wanted to start this entry announcing that I'm still in the land of the living and then I changed my mind because the gates of hell are supposedly 'opened' now - which technically means we're among the dead, or the dead are among us, whichever way you like.

And my train of thoughts just got wrecked by Nic. For good, I suppose. I'm babbling incoherently.

The real reason for this entry:

Eye candy, literally, specially for her. I love you Nic, Happy duper 18th!!! 18 or not, you're still my baby! Yo, I gotta run now, wouldn't do good to keep the birthday girl waiting! <3

Oh and for the curious, my weekend was great, Hazel and Sutrisno and a helluva catching up we did. Thanks you two goobs!

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07. Today is worth blogging about.

Friday, May 18
12:13 PM

Love bites faded, our love hasn't.

Today is a new day. More lovers, more liars, more small talks, more dumb people. /snigger
I'm a bitch, a mega one at that. I know it and I embrace it.

Finally, in just plain old glorious human love, I love my girlfriend and she loves me. Every day I am gifted the joy of real friendship and loving company; whether it's expressed in nagging my ears off my head, waking up with the warmth of her face snuggled against my neck, silly goofy-goober gibberish talk or screaming wars. Yes, Nic, even while I'm penning this sweet entry, you chose to call and gush over the 'pretty girl' in your school sharing the same birth date as you, I still love you.

Happy 2 & a half years! (:

Just a little loving early in the morning beats a cup of coffee.


(Tinypic replaced my photo w THIS.)

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