Monday, December 01, 2008

update on my story,
It was tough to consider S'pore setting..
Cz i gotta consider NS for guys n hostel lodgin in Uni...
Might rersearch on the facilities there 1st...
But I searched thru the hist of the characters n roughly noe how to go bout...
Only prob is that my family doin some end-of-year cleanin,
N somehow, I dunno where all my plannin is at..
but wun b deterred,
its all in the mind...


Last night for me was...... Nerve-wrecking...
But i tink it all paid off...
Dint tink her intro would b so fast..
But I'm glad it went smooth...
Acceptance... Yes!!!!


Anway, there was a period of time I was liking tectonic dance
Some said it looks gay on guys but i like it a lot somehow..
But afraid to reli go all out for it cz of my dislocated shoulder...

Ah!!! jus dislocated it again 2 days ago...
But nvm, fr yr viewing pleasure,
here's a tectonic dance I got from youtube


posted by Wary at 1:22 PM


Blog Agenda

To provide info on Dinie's life

About Me

A soccer-lovin soon-to-be army man

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  • Live My Life to the Fullest
  • Learn how to cook
  • B a Man

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Music

Artiste: The Frays
Song: How to save a Life

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Lyrics

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came
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