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Some blogs are just so funny and entertaining. I was really laughing my head off reading this girl's blog about ZoukOut. Here is it at http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/. I really admire her guts to write all the provoking, weird and sarcastic thoughts. And of course, her language skills. All of a sudden, I do feel inspired to improve my English language skills that has been embarrassingly rotten for a long time.

I have been experimenting with Microsoft Frontpage to come up with my own blog design. It's difficult for a person like me who knows nuts about html. What does html even means? Ahaha. I don't know. Seriously, I have no idea what I created, dragged, inserted or deleted from my experimental page, but it will be fun to see my own pictures in the blog. Pictures of sceneries, myself or whatever. Well, just after 2 hours of trying, I'm exhausted and having a backache now. Will try harder tomorrow, when my creative juices are flowing.

After living in an individual room for 3 months plus, I absolutely adore having my own space. A space that belongs to me, for 355 euros per month. Urgh.. Well, for this price, I can dump my clothes everywhere, put snacks next to laptop which functions as my entertainment system, have an attached bathroom, sing and dance (of course, softly)in my room. Back home, I sleep alone in my bedroom. Yes, I have my own space but the room only has ultra plain looking basic furnitures like the bed, the cupboard and the table. I can't snack in my bedroom, or else my mum will scream at me. Yikes! My mind has been contemplating whether to re-decorate my room when I get back. Probably I'll go to IKEA to get some groovy furnitures or ornaments to light up my boring bedroom. Well, I feel the need to do this because I want to feel I'm getting rid of my disappointing past. Dump it, throw it!

And yeah! It's officially 14 days to leave the hostel in 2 hours.

Monday, December 06, 2004
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hello
Loves a good read over a cuppa of coffee. Addicted to all things french for unknown reasons. Shopping is simply in her nature. Loves the adorable doggies and wishes for one to love her back too. Looks forward to expand her lovely bags collection. Dreams to backpack and see the world. Such expensive tastes compels her to work hard to realise her dreams. Loves fresh smell of rain. Can't live without her mascara. Romantic at heart. Loves only people who are worthy of it.


i want/i need
Starbucks Toffee Nut Latte
Backpacking to Europe


people!
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