Seeing that I'd been taged by Faith ages ago, I think it's time to revive this almost-dead blog.

AWESOME PEOPLE I WANNA MEET:

1. Sean Penn
2. Robbie Williams
3. Dido
4. Steve McCurry
5. Blasco Giurato
   

THINGS I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT:

1. Mobile phone
2. Camera
3. Tank tops and shorts
4. Cute slippers
5. Family, friends and work
   

I WISH I COULD:

1. Take better pictures
2. Really go to Cambodia in December
3. Have better eyesight
4. Get my ass off this chair and do something useful
5. Tell those people exactly what I think of them
   

I WANT:

1. World peace =)
2. The weather to be sunny on from the 13th September to the 16th September
3. To have nicer teeth
4. People to stop telling me I'm skinny
5. To hit puberty (Ha ha ha)
   

SONGS THAT I THINK ARE AWESOME:

1. White Flag - Dido
2. Walk the Line - Johnny Cash
3. The Blower's Daughter - Damien Rice
4. Cinema Paradiso - Ennio Morricone
5. Alone - Shimokawa Mikuni
   

HOW I SEE MYSELF IN 10 YEARS:

1. (Hopefully) married
2. Well-travelled =)
3. Not doing monkey work and getting paid peanuts
4. Fiddling with a (bigger) camera
5. Smiling
   

RANDOM FACTS:

1. There is a reason behind the gap between my teeth. Just ask me
2. I'm not girly, but I *heart* manicures and pedicures
3. My spine is curved, has been since the day I was born
4. Disco Ball Pixie is my latest obsession
   
5. I love fireworks
   

MISCONCEPTIONS:

1. I am slightly more than 12 years old (just slightly)
   
2. I don't have a temper at work
   
3. I am a hardcore clubber and I know the clubbing scene at the back of my hand
4. I drive like a maniac (I swear I don't)
   
5. I am quiet (HAH!)
   

I TAG:

1. Quant
2. Elaine
3. Albert
4. Reta
5. Jon Gordon
   

Cleaning up my PC

I have too many pictures in my poor overloaded hard disk, you see.

I figured I shouldn't let pictures go to waste.

I, Robot

There was a time when I went "Oh, I must blog this."

Other times, I'd be composing blog entries moments before falling into deep slumber.

I started this blog because I knew that I can always say what I want to say. In here.

I can always seem to find words that will describe how I'm feeling. In here.

And then one day, the words stopped coming to me.

That one day must've been months ago.

Because somehow, I don't remember when, everything gets stuck inside. All the happiness, the sadness, the disappointments and waves of relief. All stuck.

The feelings that reminded me that the blood which courses through my veins is warm. The kind of feelings that made me human.

It's been such a long time since I've written anything remotely real.