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We Are Poor Souls..

snubnozze: blogging for ppl yg nak express diri die sbb die lonely..

herm....so are we all lonely? We cannot find consolation in other person therefore we turn our thoughts to this inanimate object?

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Taqiyuddin said…
right on the dot! hey.. who'd want to listen to us ramble on about our intimate thoughts over teh tarik and roti canai? could you imagine us saying 'hey, i think popular culture is pushing us into moral decadence and it seems that everybody is oblivious about it' while sipping mamak coffee? i think not.
Anonymous said…
subnosse is definitely wrong! I am going to give him a call and tell him he is wrong!

but wait, maybe he is rite. then i will give him a call and tell him he is rite.

but what if he is wrong? I guess i will call him and tell him he is wrong.

but if he is rite, what then?....(loop)

-iceroll-
dueng said…
we are not lonely just we want ppl hear to our thought about life. internet give you an option whether to read it or not and never forcing you. not like talking to ppl 'live' cause you need proper place, proper attire and proper feeling to sit and listen to other ppl ramble. so when you choose to read this, you are responsible to give at least some feedback so that the person who wrote this know what other ppl thought also.
Dils said…
hahha
I do agree with Taqi.. I kinda remembered telling snubby that.. I can be as selfish as I want in my blog.. since I wrote it. So it can be all me, sweet me. Hahahaha

And I guess it is true.. any bombastic intelligent words uttered during teh tarik late nite session will certainly deem not acceptable nor comprehensimble.

I myself enjoy just sitting demurely sipping my tea =D

Nuffnang

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