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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

lesson number 4

.... Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.

                                 Song of Songs 2:7

posted by: wawayni at 17:25 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (1) ]

Saturday, June 25, 2005

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYA!!!

posted by: wawayni at 17:46 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (1) ]

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

The Only way OUT, Is the Only way IN

"If anyone has caused grief, he has not so much grieved me

as he has grieved all of you, to some extent - not to put it too

severely. The punshishment inflicted on him by the majority

is sufficient for him.

Now instead, you ought to forgive and comfort him, so that

he will not be overwhelmed by excessive sorrow. I urge you,

therefore, to reaffirm your love for him. The reason I wrote

you was to see if you would stand the test and be obedient

in everything. "

                             2 Corinthians 3:5-9

posted by: wawayni at 16:42 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (1) ]

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

ehem..ehem...

wawayni inapundi wawayni...

inanu nani nanu nani (repeat as many times as you want)

what the heck did i just write about? my immortalized, personalized

baby talk. Started mumbling them when i was just 4 years old. ha!

that was like 21 years ago... two decades and 5 years ago.... 4 years

before i celebrated my silver year of existence here on earth!!

_____ **_____

delayed reaction

it's just me, dan brown (his book i mean) and my cup of coffee.

i ran out of load just an hour ago. my immediate access to the outside

world is shut off. 

i'm writing my thoughts on tissue. no one "knows" me here,

i can readily spy on anyone. hehehe. or give someone an evil stare until he/she is too uncomfortable to continue whatever s/he's doing (or better yet approach me and give me a nice smack on the head).

except for the ocassional nostalgia about mac.

i should do this more often. my cup of coffee, an unputdownable

book in the middle of a class A turf.

Perfect. Jussssst purrfeect.

posted by: wawayni at 01:39 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (2) ]