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Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out. The dark of the blue blacks. To make space for the amber and orange. And so, everything is washed away. The choppy sea, the slave ship. With the miserable slaves. Away, now in the corner of the eye. Soon out of the canvas. As we only see the. As soon as we get to the sunlight. But is it sunrise? Ooh the strangest things ade is learning and the random things it inspires her to write about) =D. Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 3:01 PM.
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Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out. Gerry thought that he was a man of no regrets, that was before he died at least. Dead, his heart was empty, just like an unoccupied apartment of a girlfriend who migrated before you ever got to apologise. Empty but filled - with regret and a million other things left undone. Everything was so fragile. In this world, nothing was certain and nothing was permanent. Not bloodlines, not kinship, not friendship, nor love. Life may appear to be fragile at times...
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Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out. The Hobo and his hat. The Hobo was looking for a hat; not a cap, beanie, bonnet, fedora or helmet, but a Hobo Hat. THE. Hobo Hat. I mean, what other hat, aside from a Hobo Hat, could the Hobo want? Thus, the Hobo went on a Hobo Hat Hunt. After a long enough search, the Hobo managed to find The Hobo Hat. It was The Hobo Hat instead of THE. And the colour of The Hobo Hat was just, wrong. It did not match the Hoboâ s pink Ferrari-enough said. Â after which ...
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Å èƒœåˆ çš ç ç. Thursday, May 15, 2008. Ä ä è å èƒœï Ÿå å æœ ä ã. ÅŽå æˆ‘å’Œé Ÿå æ åŠ å šæœªçƒåˆ ç å ï Œè Œå æ å å ºæ ŒAJCæ è ä é µæ ã ä å äŠå’ èŽ åˆ ä å ç è ä Ÿç äº ï Œä åˆ æ æœºï Œä æ ä èƒœï Ÿ. Å ä ï Œ 我ä æ æ èƒ æµ å çš å Ÿå ï Œä èµ å ä èµ å ˆçˆ ï Œå æœ æœ å å ä è èµ ã. Ç æ ä æ æ ä ï Œæˆ‘ç å 胜ã. Because I'm rockin' cool ; ). Friends (Maybe not so much lar hor). My Icha-icha collection XD. All As for A levels. Hatake Kakashi is  Masashi Kishimoto.
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Tuesday, July 31, 2007. Lol, long time, no blog. As can be guessed, the main reason for me not blogging so far was because I was weeping over the loss of the last round in Raffles Cup. Actually, I was just pulling your legs (hopefully you become as lame as me after that). To be honest, I was just lazy and really couldn't be bothered to blog. My life right now? I am sick and tired of continuing this guise. But I guess I will still wake up the next morning acting this way again. That will have to do. There...
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Gerald Monday, November 10, 2008 at 9:57 PM.
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Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out. The Hobo, His Hat and the Bright Pink Porsche. The deal was simple. For his Hat, The Hobo would be able to drive off in the Bright Pink Porsche parked along the side of the pavement. Like most mortal men, he did not hesitate the slightest bit. The Hobo threw his Hat down onto the ground and snatched the keys from the hands of the man offering the deal. So anxious was The Hobo is sealing the deal that he never ever saw the face of the other party.
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Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out. Once we watched a horror movie. You asked me if I was afraid. I just shook my head silently. Nothing can frighten me with you around. The only thing that can scare me now,. Is to find you gone. Too late, you are gone. I should have never trusted a shooting star. Unfulfilled wishes, empty promises. Or maybe you were never mine to begin. That night, it was raining stars. We sat at the shoreline and made our wishes. For you to be always here beside me.
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Chronicles of the Raffles Chess Club- Part 1. Friday, September 19, 2008. Thanks to the momentary respite after the nastily exhausting prelims, I have decided to blog a short post here on the topic that is almost the closest to my heart, the RJC. Counting the years I have spent in RI as well, I realize that I have spent close to 6 years playing in the Chinese chess circuit for secondary and JC. Division. I have. Along those times, I met and defeated several opponents, the most notable of which was Jia.
