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IN HOU$E RAPPER: October 2008

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Wednesday, October 8, 2008. Meghna - A budding genius (A 12 year old blogger)! Everything about you, the template, your writing and etc! You being a 12 year old ( now 13), and your writing just amazes me! I'm at a loss cos I see that everything in your blog as an eyecatcher! I'm really amazed that you had to write a blog to improve your English! I mean, really, you're so good and your command over your language is awesome as well! The ad placement, the theme and everything is excellent! To check her site.

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Wednesday, September 15, 2010. Last Moment of Glory. It takes one shot of courage to take the step forward. And two shots of courage to bid adieu. I saw the meaning of life through five perspectives. There is so much I learnt – priceless life lessons. How far can this bond stretch? It is terrible to walk alone. I chose this path. I live it. Smear of the acrylic paint. Bubbly. Spon...

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Sunday, September 20, 2009. I Wish Upon A Star. When I was a little girl, I believed my wishes would come true if I secretly tell them to the stars at night. Naivety led me to believe fairy tales belonged to the other side of life. The secret doorway to the fantasy is for little girls who behaved well. Smear of the acrylic paint. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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words by Canvas and Paint.: February 2009

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Wednesday, February 11, 2009. Time has locked our fates and brought us this far. Far beyond the multitude of the galaxy. From the second I got closer to you, my life changed. I had this feeling of a bond between us is something I’d never experienced with anyone else in my life. With you, it’s totally different, I believe we found each other through love. Smear of the acrylic paint.

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Thursday, April 29, 2010. 8220;= Childhood Dishes =. I remember vividly the dishes that accompanied me through my early childhood years. The laksa, spring roll, pig organs soup, roasted duck, muah chee etc. Those were the food that knitted the 3 generations together. It is very much like a sack that secures rice. So what will happen when the sack is torn? A wave of nostalgia overwhelm...

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words by Canvas and Paint.: April 2009

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Friday, April 24, 2009. Acquaintances From Across the Miles. It wasn’t the food or the ‘getaway feel’ that made the day fruitful. It was the acquaintanceship. It was the moments exchanged. It was the laughter shared. It was the mindless jokes that nobody would remember. It was the sarcasm that put patience to a test. It was the ‘thank you’ that warmed the heart. Sunday, April 12, 2009.

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Sunday, September 20, 2009. I didn’t let them down. I made myself proud. The end of this chapter brings the start of another. I am now on a journey of new explorations. Smear of the acrylic paint. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Smear of the acrylic paint. View my complete profile. I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.".

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Friday, November 06, 2009. Seriously, who would remember the 1000th day of your relationship? Do you even remember the 100th day? I know someone who did. He never fails to make my day ‘sunnier’. He sent this to my office. =). Smear of the acrylic paint. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Smear of the acrylic paint. View my complete profile.

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words by Canvas and Paint.: March 2009

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Saturday, March 21, 2009. 8220;Baby would you walk me home. I don't want to go all the way alone. Baby would you walk with me home. Baby would you take my hand. Come with me now to our special land,. Baby would you walk with me home”. 8220;Walk me home” by Mandy Moore. The day of the week when she finds solace in and indulges in pampered love. Once She once loved Saturdays. Bubbly&#46...

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Words by Canvas and Paint. As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur. Saturday, December 05, 2009. Leaving on a Jet Plane. Just Kelvin and Jasmine. In search of the trail of neglected times. Above the familiar land we soar. As the arms of the stranger island awaits us. Smear of the acrylic paint. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Smear of the acrylic paint. View my complete profile. I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.".