.Ramblings of ayunie.
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This is AYUN
Her organiser's over here.
And her art over here.
This blog is not about GORE. It is about the finer points of life and how much we can live it by enjoying it to the fullest...
NOT!
This is GOHR-blog. Nothing will make sense here now...I think.
Nenek. I miss you.
I really really really miss you nenek. I still cry at night remembering you and your antics. And your cooking. And your talks with me in the middle of the night.
I just really really miss you nenek.
Aah. Emo moment. Shhhh.
Friday, March 28, 2008
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Friday
Nenek. I miss you.
I really really really miss you nenek. I still cry at night remembering you and your antics. And your cooking. And your talks with me in the middle of the night.
I just really really miss you nenek.
Aah. Emo moment. Shhhh.
Friday, March 28, 2008
gallery
Random shit.
I drew me.
I drew me again.
This was drawn on my macbook before I lost it.
2006, from left, Rafi, me, Shabs, JM, Nina, and Khai.
