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"..a happily ever after below the waist."
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.

“..I’m an addict for dramatics; I confuse the two for love.” –Taking Back Sunday

I'm Chelsea Beckett & Joseph Mark Trohman is my hero.
Cheers.

I’m every cliché but I simply do it best.




WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.

To the emergency exit door, no.


al/alister; the resident couch potato.
Anderson D./Andy
arvy.
audreyyyy.
bamba.
The BarBars.
bets/betina.
bianca.
brittany & casey.
cheenyka.
chi; simply indescribable.
christina marie.
dindin, dingdong.
disconinjas.
ells; the Fall Out Boy chic.
hannah c.
hudaaaaa.
ice.
ickbal.
iman.
izaq.
jammie.
jana.
jemuel.
joakk/joey/quack.
jolin.
joel
jovan.
justin.
kathrine.
katkat/kathrina.
kathleen.
kevin
kim.
kriztine abigail.
krizteena.
leiz; still the blabla.
manuel.
margaret.
maria natacia.
marlieeee/marla.
melanie a.
Mary Jayy/Mary Jane/Mary Joyce.
millah.
mizwarr.
monica/monix.
mumz.
mykaa.
nabs/bilay.
naqieyahh; pronounced na-KEE-yah.
Neesah aka Victoria.
Nicholle Zoe.
nikita.
nikki.
nina.
paths; the photographer.
pinkyy.
rcheller; the Manhattanite.
rhona.
ria.
relzz.
rielle/jan.
rosemary.
rubianca.
sarrrr.
seebs.
sim.
syiqah.
shanny!
steessh; the LOUD.
tashaa/nats; for cookies click here.
tiaraaa.
timmy.
umi; the taller one.
ummi syahirah.
wryck.
viel.
yerraaa.
yvonne&rora.
yzma/amelia/ismey
zim.
zim & friends.
zul.




ENCORE

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Thursday, September 18, 2008
The 5-Day Holiday: Day Three: Power Cut. 3:42 PM

Jesus, you are my bestfriend. No doubt.

God gave us back the electricity and I am so happy. Honestly. I just went to all the windows in my house and screamed “I want the power back!” hoping that someone would hear me and take pity and go call the person responsible for the power cut. Haha. I think I pissed the neighbours off though.

But anyway, I prayed that the power’d come back on after I took a bath and guess what? It did. Haha, love God.

Well yeah, I just endured another 60-minute black out (if you can call it a black out, it’s still pretty bright). Our neighbourhood sucks. This is the second time in just one week. Aaarrggh. And Josh insists I move to his area. Haha, I wish. It’s amazing how our daily life depends entirely on electricity huh? I mean, no TV, no PC, no AC, no Joe (he ran out of battery), no nothing. Geez huh?

Well it’s Day 3 of the holidays and there still isn’t anything much to busy myself with. I wonder what everyone else is up to right now. Oh, that’s right, NOTHING. Absolutely nothing.

Welcome to our small state of Brunei. A tiny dot in the vastness of the world map, I mean you can’t even point it out to people because the minuteness of the thing. Sheesh. And it is NOT interesting. Probably for senior citizens but not for kids like us. We need something to do. It’s what we hitch our whole existence to!

Ah well. Life goes on. And well, this place isn’t so bad. It’s actually really nice around here minus the fact that there isn’t anything to do & anywhere to go. Yeah. Like Mary Jayy said, “Count yourself lucky if you have Astro or E-speed.” Amen to that.

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HISTORY

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
March 2010
November 2010

YESTERDAY.
-It's Called Re-La-Ting
-Out Of The Shower And Onto The Bed
-Total Number of People Online: 0
-Total Number of People Online: 0
-This Isn't Where I'm Supposed To Be
-I Have To, No Point Not Moving.
-In Memory of Luigi.
-Buddy.
-A Few Photographs of Random Years.
-In Reply.