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a love so sweet
A memory on the edge of time, a place where we are so sublime,
A distant dream on a midnights eve somewhere far from acknowledged leaves.
A time in which we fell deeper in love, just like to turtle doves.
We sang our songs and gave our token to remember one single moment.


A moment to remember


Thursday, December 25, 2008, 11:02 AM

Every festive season, I will receive greetings from a unknown number. I have no idea if it's the same old number again and again but i thought it was quite embarrassing to ask "Who are you?", so i never did.

But yesterday this "someone" sms me twice and didn't fail to mention God in both. No offence but i'm not a Christian and i do not like the way it sounds.


Had the usual party at my aunt's yesterday and our onion balls are quite a success. Yes. Even though my mum couldn't stop criticising us - which she always does. Really pissed me off sometimes but on good days, i wont even bother to rebut. Went prawning with dear, bro and bro's gf. Prawning is a waste of money and i should have psycho them to watch Bedtime Stories instead.

Happy holiday-ing. Can't wait for the Post Christmas shopping!