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You're about to view something that maybe terribly opinionated, about 634 cats are killed in the making of this blog, and 356 hours of PI has been done to credit this blog The insanity level and mundane level is never on par, there would be paramedics of course, if you have a housephone/hp/whichever way you feel it's most comfortable to save your own life. So eat your bibimbap while reading this ingenious blog of mine, it probably makes your stay more bearable.
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Life is all but exciting


The exciting part was all that was stuck in hk. Now that I'm back in Singapore, I can't help but feel that my mundane life is coming. Thank God I've friends, many friends around me, so that all these mundane stuffs are becoming bearable.
The latest latest update, would be that I've found an admin job at Bartley, and the pay wise was average I would say. Jaz was warning me on that the job is horribly, terribly, boring. Aiyah. Just do it first. I think I can tahan 6 months.
Next, I just realised, really, only Marks and Spencers sells sample wines! & really, not like there is a myriad of it. Just a really small section of it. My interest in wine was actually founded ( hahaha, founded) in HK, by Kit's cousin. She's awesome, the cocktails she made, esp Sargia, was the best! Not that I've drank all sorts of cocktail, but yeah, its still awesome all the same!
Alright.
Now that I think ( I think) I've got a job, and that income, SHOULD be rolling in, I want to get my Grim Fairytales Collection badly that I've spotted in Kinokuniya so badly. There is something about twisted fairytales that captures me badly!
It's not cheap, and I don't want to regret after buying it.
damn. I've this soft spot for designs. I think I'll a pauper in no time if I ever get to Japan, considering that they're so intricate with their designs.
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It was horrible, the sight, smell.
Putrid, bringing about an ominous gloom about it.
No words could describe the words Clarin was seeing.
Clarin walked further into the area and found a book, maybe, under the remnants of other pieces of ruins.
She picked up the Book of Shadows, the name which was brightly emblazoned on the cover with red-golden ink, a leather-worn book, a simple string holding all the pieces of painstaking handwritten papyrus together.
Opening the book so cautiously, she read the owner of the book out loud.
Instantaneouly, she dropped the book.
Her torpid state of mind sent her going into a trance, yet she was feeling an impending doom of hers.
This owner is renowed for her witchcraft.
This owner was the most revered in town.
Yet. She lies here not moving, and by the looks of it (and smell) she has decayed very badly.
When was she murdered?
How was she murdered?
What was the motive behind it?
More importantly, who was it?
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berlindaang

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