


>>Be Noisy:
>>Be Sentimental:
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>>Be Friendly:
*jul-
*azrul-
*lester-
*yuwei-
*benny-
*hazrul-
*keshia-
*charlie-
*norbin-
*emelia-
*jemmy-
*blogger-
*hotmail-
*neopets-
*michelle-
*huiminn-
*friendster-
*jessefecks-
*pets.com.sg-
*gerald@FTC-
*enemyground-
*style2ouf.com-
*abang_hakim-
*kel a.k.a goofy-
*wholivesnearyou-
*canon girl: angela-
*mypicgallery.com-
*TheFashionPolice-
*bboyworld@forum-
>>Be Visual:
-hit me-
>>Be Thankful:
www.blogger.com
www.blogskins.com
www.serendipityq.com
www.uploadit.org
I have come to realize that I’m actually addicted. So stuck in it, I can’t stop thinking about. And of course it’s none other than break dancing. I dreamt about dancing this morning, and then the whole day was thinking of top rocks, flares, air tracks, elbow tracks, windmills, head spins, spinning chairs, 1990s and so on. Then, I realize that I’m thinking too much, I force myself to stop. And I go into thinking about links. Headstand, shoulder freeze, chair, elbow freeze, air freeze, air chair, banana, hollow back, lunars and so on. So I finally decided that bogging should be the only way to stop myself from thinking about it.
{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}
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