I have noticed that she is pretty good. I am only gifted with words, sorta. She designed my myspace page as well when I hadn't bothered in over a year. I know what I like. I know what colours I like. When I try to put them into some sort of cohesive scheme, my mind falls into the state of a retarded, drooling three-toed sloth who goes "Stickmen good!"

I have noticed that there are quite a few December people here. It is usually hard to find people who are, in my experience. This year, my sister had decided that for my birthday, she will get married six days later and asked me to cater the event, as well make over 2000 truffles for centrepieces and to cook for her wedding shower.

You should also be careful of what you say. I just might stay, then you are stuck with me. No one wants that!

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A line runs separating the light from the dark.
Another line runes separating reality from fantasy.
It is where these two lines cross that I stand.

Too simple to acknowledge; too complex to understand.