Well, hello there.
I just finished cleaning up my room. Never knew I had so much junk in there—from ICA Fair tickets to letters from my grade school, high school, and college friends. Junk, junk, junk, but this JUNK I ♥. Lol :P Call me a sentimental fool, but I just can’t seem to part with almost anything. I’m what one would call a HOARDER—I hoard almost every single object imaginable that can be placed in a scrapbook. lol XD
I fiddled with the current layout. Having lots of time under my hands makes me either:
- pause for some deep reflection and other thoughts
- tinker with the wonders of Textpattern
I did the latter. I’ve begun to appreciate Textpattern even more after having this site/blog hosted. So, yay for me! :3
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In other news, the fire that broke out in Corinthian Gardens happened to be from the home of one of my shobe [younger sister]‘s Xavier batchmates, Howell Yao. I was informed that Howell, Huey [his younger brother], and Mrs. Yao [his mother] perished in the fire. His father and ahia managed to survive. :o It’s really sad…especially since [I was told] Howell dreamed of becoming a surgeon, but it would never happen. A tragic incident to end the year.
I don’t know him personally, but my prayers will be for him and his family.
May you rest in peace, Howell, Huey, and Mrs. Yao.
