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Friday, September 01, 2006

I want to blog, but I don't have much to say. (Well, Joakim's finally out, but it's basically that.) The solution to the so-called problem of "I-want-to-blog-but-I-have-nothing-to-say"? Pictures.





Gosh, can I even begin to express my excitement over having the perfume that I've always dreamed of having? (Blah blah blah... I'm such a shallow and materialistic bimbo you say... Blah blah blah...)

It's a strawberry heart in a bowl. It wasn't deliberate. I was eating slices of strawberry with vanilla ice-cream, and I saw this at the bottom of the bowl.


It's CK and me holding hands. Duh, the hairier hand is his, while the fairer hand (with the shorter fingernails) is mine. I like this picture. I like being in love. They say a picture tells a thousand words. This one might tell more.


♥ The lights faded at 8:25 pm