Dear neglected blog

Different strokes for different folks, and so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby. - Sly and the Family Stone, Everyday People

You know how it is... event after event passes by and the idea of logging on to the blogger account and typing and formatting a post just seems like too much of a hassle.

You know how it is... you keep on writing, but the stuff you are writing about is too personal to publish on the big bad internet.

You know how it is... when you DO manage to log on and write something half decent, the doorbell rings, you save it as a draft...and 5 days later, it's all irrelevent so it gets discarded.

You know how it is... with technology nowadays. You are my link to all my friends.... and when I don't feel like this link is needed, I abandon it. Because there are better links.

You know how it is... with the last few months of my life as a student flashing by before my eyes, It's hard to stop and grasp what's actually happening to me and around me...

Just quickly:
Steve, as u know, I've recovered... physically and elsewise.. thank you, b*tch. Happy birthday mum. Ko, would love to go skiing but don't think timing is right. :( Congratulations Stuart. Donkey I need your address! Martin, this is a bizarre one- remember that day u asked me if I drove a Holden? I hadn't for 3 years now but I was offered (and accepted) to buy Alex's Commodore from him a few days later ;) ... u psychic or something? Speaking of psychic, Erwin I hope u're feeling better. Sha, I've been meaning to reply your email. Pluto, I miss you, you fatty smelly thing.

I leave u all.... with this picture. May it be a lesson to u all, especially for my dear friends who are happily attached... for at our age, we are really quite prone to.... slip ups... :D