.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.
"Ma, people in the past... their love stories seem to be more..." "Romantic?" "Yeah" "And tragic. And beautiful. Which makes people want to fall in love so much," "Mmm..." "UNLIKE YOUR GENERATION." "?!" "ALL YOU ALL DO IS MAKE OUT AND HAVE SEX. SEX, SEX, SEX." "..."
from zhou's blog arh.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
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Thursday
"Ma, people in the past... their love stories seem to be more..." "Romantic?" "Yeah" "And tragic. And beautiful. Which makes people want to fall in love so much," "Mmm..." "UNLIKE YOUR GENERATION." "?!" "ALL YOU ALL DO IS MAKE OUT AND HAVE SEX. SEX, SEX, SEX." "..."
from zhou's blog arh.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
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.
