Why is it that I make freinds so easily? Even when I am not actively trying to make freinds, indirectly I do.
Thursday, May 29, 2003
Wednesday, May 28, 2003
I don't know why I cannot bring myself to press the delete button on this blog.
Maybe it is all the I have spent with it. (8 months)
Maybe it is all the controversy this pile of magnetic waves sitting somewhere on some random server in the United States has caused.
Maybe it is all the thoughts and feelings that reside somewhere in the archieves of this blog.
Maybe it is all the effort I have put into this blog and all the makeover I have given it (7 complete whole brand new layouts and colour, font... schemes to be exact).
Maybe it is all the comments people have left on my tag-board.
Maybe it is all the people who have voiced out opinions when I have said I wanted to delete this blog so many times before.
Maybe it is all the fond memories I have of it.
Strange.
Maybe it is all the I have spent with it. (8 months)
Maybe it is all the controversy this pile of magnetic waves sitting somewhere on some random server in the United States has caused.
Maybe it is all the thoughts and feelings that reside somewhere in the archieves of this blog.
Maybe it is all the effort I have put into this blog and all the makeover I have given it (7 complete whole brand new layouts and colour, font... schemes to be exact).
Maybe it is all the comments people have left on my tag-board.
Maybe it is all the people who have voiced out opinions when I have said I wanted to delete this blog so many times before.
Maybe it is all the fond memories I have of it.
Strange.