someday, my prince will come
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biography
blogs are dramaticised. mine, in particular, being especially so.
self-dilute my satirical nonsense, as you deem fit. i am generally a lot lesser than my insubstantial vernacular. comments are generally unappreciated and ignored. unless you have been involved in a clandestine scandal with me, i will pretend to be ignorant to your cognizance of this humble presence. i am on a perpetuated diet. i am unbelievably stubborn. i am ridiculously fickle-minded. i am full of shit. i know. |
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botak @ 04:57
i am thinking as i type now.. do botak ppl's head smell? like how ur hair smell after clubbing and all. do botak ppl's heads smell? do they get dandruff? do they wash their heads with shampoo or body cleanser or facial? hmm.. i shall go sleep on it. or maybe check the almanac, like ah fang does in her free time.. blehs. *nights* Thursday, May 3, 2007  |