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September 28, 2008

back off curious cat...ur no friend!!

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Ever noticed how people tend to ask u questions u least want to be asked and particularly at the worst possible time??... well i really dont...
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September 26, 2008

my my!! here i go again...

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'Mamma mia' turns out to be the highlight of this month...just got back after watching this amazing musical and the only reason i d...
September 25, 2008

nothing changes...and yet life does....

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what with these blasts going on everyday? a price innocent people have to pay... nothing new it now seems to be, wonder how much more we are...
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September 23, 2008

our story 3....

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ahh finally, i managed to get the time to compile storytime 3 and here it is... so presenting before u, the magic of our very own contribut...
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September 20, 2008

time for some 'antaaaakkksshariiii' ;)

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I THINK WE NEED SOME FUN POST AGAIN HERE TO PEP UP THE MOOD...IVE BEEN HAVING 'WEEKDAY BLUES' ALL THIS WEEK AND SO WANT TO COMPENSAT...
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September 14, 2008

empty eyes....

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they speak of natures beauty, the valleys and the birds... they talk about the rainbow, to me they are just mere words... they speak of diff...
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September 11, 2008

storytime-3 is here!!

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well, its storycooking time of the month folks... For those who are aware of what that means,go right ahead and contribute...and those of yo...
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September 07, 2008

confused!!!

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she dint know what to speak.... she was afraid...scared...of hurting him......that was the last thing she wanted to do....she had done that ...
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"Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. " -Mary Elizabeth Frye
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