dear Juls…
Happy Anniversary.
May you soon find it in your heart to forgive me…
Loving you always…
Your Kuku
Entries from August 2008
August 25, 2008
(43) Flavour of the Month.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
Brace yourself for what I am about to tell you is based on a true story and by the looks of it, one ought to prepare some tissue paper. *breathes in breathes out*
There once was a girl who… ack who am I kidding?!
Ladies and gentlemen, I dunno how to date again! [...]
August 22, 2008
(42) Me, Myself and I.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
I think, therefore I am. To feel, now then I’d still be stuck in that rut. Making use of the opportunity in hand, I’ve decided to date date again. So far, err.. no comment. *grins*
Not much to update because things are still unstable. I’ve been going out with friends and it’s funny [...]
August 16, 2008
(40)Ola!
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
Ah, so days have gone by and believe it or not, I’m still surviving. Adapting (albeit slowly) to my independence and so far, life’s treating me fair.
I would like to thank those who had shown their concern (or kepo-ness) with regards to my current situation and in a way or two [...]
August 13, 2008
(39) Psssst!
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
I’m in MXP now. Oh, it’s the country code by the way.
Hint: Cute guys in vespa and and and out-of-this world PIZZA!
Gotta go. SOooo many things to do. People-watching and you-know-what.
Ta~
cinta
fasyalba
August 9, 2008
(38) And so it begins…
dear mr & mrs bloggie..
Of late, I’ve been doing some thinking, serious ones in fact. Well, in a way to boot, this is a life-changing decision. Has the Universe conspired in my favor just so I could realize my feeling before I deceive it more? I feel like a newborn baby from someplace alien and [...]
August 4, 2008
(37) For the record.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
I believe in Karma.
It comes in the form of a lady.
That lady is me.
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.
.
Karma’s a bitch.
Believe me now?
August 1, 2008
(36)Strawberry Shortcake.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
Only a woman quick to temper is better left alone because then she has not the ability to act upon her whims and emotion onto others.
Enter PMS.
If left alone, a PMS-ed lady could go berserk, crazy even. I know, for I did.
It’s been awhile since I felt emotional and truth be [...]
