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interface II

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

the best things..

you know you miss my older entries

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awesome is she

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Another one of those moments where I look back at what I wrote and cannot condone or acquit myself for.
Thank goodness I found myself a way out of this silly love shit.
Too many loves a futile.

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Funny how work develops strange instincts in people.
I witnessed today, with my very own eyes, how a lady in office talked to the photocopier.
It's true and as much as I wanted to laugh out from my seat, I controlled, out of respect and courtesy.

Shall we name her Missy Copier? No, too lame, Missy Demented seems more apt.

And so Missy Demented walks up to the photocopier today and started the usuals.
Open, position, close, zap. Paper jam.

"Aiya, xerox, why you do this to me so early in the morning?"
She even has a pet name for it!

Opens tray and does a simple inspection. And like a Mum examining her sick child, she bended over, stooped to the level of the paper tray, and scrutinized her copier with much concentration and adoration unseen towards a piece of machinery.

"Aiyo, those idiots dunno how to take care."
I should presume we wouldn't know how to, considering we do not usually show affection towards inanimate objects.
It's probably a case of maternal instincts gone overboard for Missy Demented. Half-cocked maybe.

Amazing.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 11:41 PM

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