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Well, what else can I say, this is the day the Rainbow fell on the poor car.
You be the judge....
Updated Feb 12, 2004
Address: Somewhere in Malaysia
Well, what can I say, just take a look at it.. sigh... sometime's life is just beautiful. ☺
Updated Feb 12, 2004
Address: Anywhere that it looks good!
Well, judging from the picture, the cute bird hasn't reached it's destination yet! lol.
Doesn't it look so errm... Pinkish Cute?
Updated Feb 12, 2004
Honestly, when you go around in this kind of wheather, make sure you're not in a rush. Example, "Toilet-calls". The traffic builds up so bad, you wish they made general roads the size of airport runways.
Moreover, with the amount of extra careful people during these kinds of situations would drive you up the wall.
My solution? Can't beat them, join them. Pump that CD player volume and pull out a ciggy and crawl babee crawllll!
Written Jan 13, 2004
One look was all it took and see what came out. I could not gaze away from this strange essence that locked my focus for an entire five minutes.
Eventually, I managed to be persuaded to look away from this and it was than, I got a hold of myself and took this picture. Funny it didn't have the previous effect on me through the camera.
Updated Jan 13, 2004
Please take note that this section is plain art and hopefully not offensive to anyone looking at this.
If nudity offends you, please move along to some other pages. Nudity is a form of art as these pictures were taken in Spain not too long ago.
Titled "Sea of Nudes".
Part of a gathering of thousands of naked people lying down in the street at daybreak in Barcelona, Spain. American photographer Spencer Tunick gathered together more than 7,000 people for the nude photo session.
Updated Feb 9, 2004
Favorite thing: ...A Dashboard
You go fast and you go slow.....
Speed is the essence of life therefore the similarities when you get into the car every day while often wondering at what speed shall I try today.
Fondest memory:
My fondest memory of me?
I would have to say the time I knew what it was like to get on a plane and leave your homeland
Updated Jan 15, 2004
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