Persons are complex beings.

 

Sweet Little Ice Queen

 

I love analyzing people and situations, people say its a gift. Unfortunately, I have great difficulty analyzing who I really am and I'm already in my early twenties.

 

I hope this online journal will help me sort myself out or this would be the best venue to vent out pent up cold anxiety...and share the things that make me warm, sweet and happy     (or sappy!).

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* Wednesday, August 08, 2007 *

  Blogging Back

It seems like ages since I last wrote down my thoughts in "space" I call my first personal blog. This blog has been in existence for almost 3 years and it's good that I actually don't have an archive that is accessible to the public. As they say "past is past". haha.

I have to other blogs and many people have access to them. I've decided to return here. It's not because I don't like feedback. Feedback is good! But I think that this blog is the best place to share my very personal thoughts on certain matters. So basically...I'm back!

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Until now I don't know why I am still hung up on Mr. N leaving me. Well, we weren't "together" but he disappeared nonetheless. Weird as it may sound while dating him I've actually ranked him 4 out of 10 for physical attractiveness. He was an acquired taste on my part. I guess humour, intelligence and charm really captures me more than anything else (for as long as the guy is tall and fair-skinned. haha).

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I've also decided not to check my multiply or friendster until the bar season ends. I'll just blog here or play flash games on the computer when I'm bored. Better yet, I'll just take a nap.

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Here's to blogging back in blogspot and talking to myself!!! =)

Sweet Little IceQueen wished upon a star at 3:07 AM / |

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