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    8/30/2005

    Tonight in front of a TV show with my parents. There was a game in that show, and.... whatever, the answer was R, the letter R which is the 18th letter of the alphabet.

    My mother : They are wrong, R is not the 18th letter.
    Me: Err... Yes it is, mum !
    My Mother : no look, ABCDEFGHIJK and R

    I've laugh so much.

    Anyway, after the show I went to bed so I closed my windows and I saw a guy in my neighbour's garden running as I saw him. So I told my parents the story, and then we saw light in my neighbour's house, so we've called them.
    It was my neighbour' son who was running after his cat.

    8/27/2005

    I've recently played the go-between and it works. Well, I didn't exactly act as a go-between I've just motivated the lady in fact.

    Blogging is like the slogan of the smoked salmons of my department : Savoir-Faire et Créativité. (I'm obsessed with that job, I know)

    Thanks to M. I realized I'm not crazy, I'm not the only one who sometimes, when you just start sleeping and you're in that semi-unconscious state, you can't sleep because there's a gesture blocked into your head, get the picture ?

    People said they don't know when I'm sad.

    I'm afraid of the future, don't tell anyone.

    Never underestimate the strengh of the self-persuasion.

    8/15/2005

    I don't know what to do. I really hate my job and if I work in that fucking supermarket it's to show my father I can work. The thing is my chief said to me I have to be careful or I'll get fired as I am slow and others things. Well, I'm slow 'cuz I hate that stupid job.
    Anyway, if I get fired, my father will be disappointed so maybe I should give up, but it's not sure I'll get fired.
    I want to be a millionaire !!!!

    8/04/2005

    Geoffrey - 'Cuz I'm on fire. says:
    slt

    Geoffrey - 'Cuz I'm on fire. says:
    ASV ?

    Jess _ you're not my girl you're just tired says:
    lol

    Jess _ you're not my girl you're just tired says:
    matt le tatoo http://antidisestablishmentarian.blogspot.com/

    Geoffrey - 'Cuz I'm on fire. says:
    ha ça me rapel les premiere fois ou javé internet et ou j'allé sur le chat on me demandé ASV et je savé pas ce ke ça voulé dire

    Jess _ you're not my girl you're just tired says:
    moi je save me apres le mec me demandait 'tu ve sucer'


    It's not I'm a bad blogger, of course not, I was linked in one post of Tony Pierce which is like being awarded to some international contest. The thing is instead of just blogging, I wonder if the topic I've chosen is good or if I'll have enough things to say about it. Sometimes, after writing like during half an hour I just delete everything because, dunno, it didn't worth a post.
    That's why I don't get used to blog a lot.
    Maybe if I write in French, it'd be different, but I've chosen English. But what blogging means to me has changed and I'll do like 99.99% of bloggers are doing : blogging about me, myself and I ! And as my mate Sijeka says : Every day is potentially bloggable.