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Joan’s permanent diaries. Joan’s Permanent Diaries. Shoes With No Sole. May 7, 2009. WordPress is starting to get on my nerves because there’s a lot of restrictions and a lot of workaround need to be done to get something up. Like the twitter widget which is in TEXT FORM and I can’t even customize it! And when I want to put Plurk also cannot this cannot that cannot. I’ve had enough. So I’m changing blog! UPDATE YOUR BOOKMARK LINKS PLS AND YOUR GOOGLE FEED READER BLAH BLAH BLAH. Shoes With No Sole. You ar...
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Joan’s permanent diaries. Joan’s Permanent Diaries. Shoes With No Sole. May 6, 2009. Few weeks ago, my shoe sole got torn in the gym. The whole thing got TORN OFF and was separated. And I nearly tripped and fell on the treadmill. This pair was bought 3 years ago when I was in Hong Kong. Everyone don’t worry! I used to buy few pairs of shoes when I was rich (WAS *ehem) so I digged out the 2nd pair which I bought 5 years ago in US. The whole sole just got torn after 1 gym session! May 6, 2009 at 10:48 pm.
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Joan’s permanent diaries. Joan’s Permanent Diaries. Newer posts →. April 15, 2009. After I wrote the previous post on the Beauty Diary, I’ve got tons of crazy questions through emails and IM. Let me tell you this. THE MASK AGENT OR SUPPLIER. This mask is a Taiwan product that has been advertised by Big S and Small S (if you know lah the actress sister from Taiwan)。 SO THIS IS NOT. DIRECT SALES. LET ME EMPHASIZE ON THAT. Let me tell you. Okay end of advertisement. Bus and Mask (it rhymes) haha. And the st...
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Joan’s permanent diaries. Joan’s Permanent Diaries. Bangkok here I come! April 28, 2009. Sigh why does 1 week seems so short? This entry was posted in Random Babbling. Bangkok here I come! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out.
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Octavia: Street poetry (what it sounds like for a girl)
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Laquo; The Gardener of Human Happiness. Absent, I'll follow you with dark fires (alternative ending) ». Street poetry (what it sounds like for a girl). Cheer up darling it might never happen. I'm thinking about fucking you. You are so beautiful. You caught my eye. Sexy girl tasty girl. I'll keep you warm. I've seen you before. Hey sugar suck on this. Have you got a boyfriend. I like your hair. Can I get your number. I'll make you sweat. Where you going lady. I'm just being friendly. I HATE THE EARTH.
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Octavia: Memorandum
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Laquo; On speaking the same language. Pardon me, Im so sorry - and I dont mean to bring a pin to your bubble (well, not when I could bring a HATCHET to your HEAD, certainly): but you do know hes mine, dont you? You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed. You tell her Octavia! 28 July 2010 at 13:28. The comments to this entry are closed. My favourites (caveat: I'm fickle). Tuesday meeting thought (not minuted). Street poetry (what it sounds like for a girl). Fairytale of Essex Road.
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Octavia: Dancing
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Fairground attraction (it's already perfect) ». The rain греметь . Bulbous out the drains and so my feet are wet: but this square, this beautiful red square gives me movement stale old Paris never could. Size doesnt matter, Ive been taught since a girl: but yet however rather indeed it means something to be at the centre of the largest land on earth, if only in the way it is an achievement to be picked to dance on the podium. Russian skies and Russian eyes are beautiful to me. . Fairytale of Essex Road.
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Octavia: Absent, I'll follow you with dark fires (alternative ending)
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Laquo; Street poetry (what it sounds like for a girl). Absent, I'll follow you with dark fires (alternative ending). He has left me. I am good at being broken. I weep. I am hugged by my friends. I dissect his then my then. Her star signs (I don't believe in horoscopes). My heart drips pus. Berebescu. And then, the lowest of the low, the most shameful, most out of character: I ask Dear Aunty Internet for advice. Everything that reminds me of you. I hear the brumble of the lorry and it turns the corner in ...
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Octavia: How I thawed
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I was walking home after a late shift at the pub. It was cold, snow on the ground and lager breath in my hair. I am too tall for icy pathways, my centre of gravity too high, my movements too tentative; the tips of my fingers were cold froze to the inside of my gloves. Hesitate headlines of murder and rape as I stood hovering beside him. Are you [fading inflection at the futility of the question] okay? Three in the car that hit the library wall in the first week of December. The driver over the limit,...
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Octavia: Tuesday meeting thought (not minuted)
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Tuesday meeting thought (not minuted). Posted at 22:48 in Love. You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed. HelloIve read all your posts and I think your writing is both evocative and beautiful. 21 January 2009 at 10:14. Ah, Isabelle: pot, kettle, a great deal of calling black. Thank you. Posted by: Octavia 21 January 2009 at 23:02. The comments to this entry are closed. My favourites (caveat: I'm fickle). Tuesday meeting thought (not minuted). Pick'n'mix (in memoriam woolworthi).