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Friday, February 20, 2009

HEY BABY!
i've partially done. so you can continue and edit the rest aite.

BOM

Sunday, February 01, 2009

.Life is made up of Random Acts

These random acts can go either way for a person.
It can either be a good thing or the opposite.

For instance, a friend asked me whether or not do I want to change me caption on MSN.
So I replied what do I change it to then. He answered, "He's too fair to be a Malay".
The reason for his answer is an inside story, so there's no reason for me to elaborate on that.
Instantly, without thinking, I actually change my caption on MSN. He was joking when he gave me the answer, so when he saw my new caption, he was kinda shock. I found it funny and decided to stick to it.
And there you go, a random act that ended up in a good way.

While another dear friend whom I call by the name of Midnight Lover, experienced the latter. He told me that he was doing closing for his work shift on that particular night.
As he was mopping, he saw a spot of ketchup on the floor. And of course, anyone in the right state of mind would mop it too. So Midnight Lover put a little pressure on that spot of ketchup to clean it up.
And who knows, that random act of a little pressure actually caused the mop to break and pierced thru his pinky finger. His finger didn't stop bleeding for a good 1/2 an hour. Poor him had to be sent to A&E.
And that random act had left my dear friend with a bandaged pinky finger as a souvenior.

My purpose for writing this entry is because not that I'm too free to waste my time in the front the computer till 3 am, but because I find that as random as an act is, no matter how one don't plan it at all, there will always be either good or bad ending.
I find it intriguing that I, myself, can't seem to unlock the maze that is in my head.
And yet, I'm trying to solve this puzzle called Life.

You guys don't really get what I'm trying to convey, do you? It's ok. Neither do I.
Haha.

Nights all!

p/s: biography of me ok, friend. after swimming I check. muahaha. & Midnight Lover, rest well aight. get well soon. you sounded weak on the phone. =)

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