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.Sunday, September 23, 2007 ' 1:58 PM x
BRAINDEAD SEASON IS BACK IN FULL ACTION NOW.

Sadly, since I am not capable of coming up with
ideas on what to blog, this entry will be dull.

And I would like to say a zillion sorry to my
twin sister for not replying her wasted three
messages. I was at Malaysia the whole day.
But before that, have I not told you that
I am not attending terawih on saturday? *rubs nose*
She is probably still mad at me. It is okay, I know
your anger would not last. It is the forgiving season
right? Okay.. maybe forgive but not forget.

WOW. Yesterday's book was splendid. I read it for the
whole of yesterday, but only managed to complete 4/5
of the book. I had a severe halt on page 474, because
I had to leave malaysia. (and that novel isn't mine.)
Novels are cliche. They have ironic endings, which
are not even related to the startings. All stories
are filled with lovey-dovey couples, shotgun marriages,
conflicts, oh well - mainly love stories. I read one
book about an inhuman father who rapes his own child
to satisfy his own sex-needs. I know, this is called
INCEST. How I hoped these animal-behavior could be
stopped by having men go eunuch. Day by day,
after reading the news on the deceased NURIN, sympathy
engulfed me. Sometimes, I loathe men. A lot. I swear
it weighs more heavier than your cargos. *grumps*

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