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This picture that I like.

In all awesome's kindness, there is cool genetics happening in life that I am thankful for. Awesome loopiness makes life sweeter.
In all awesome’s kindness, there is cool genetics happening in life that I am thankful for. Awesome loopiness makes life sweeter.

Fridays are just awesome.

And she’s cute like me.

Note: You know the feeling when there are things to do but you are instead blogging and editing pictures with your eyes half-opened (and you silently curse the much needed coffee because it has not worked onto you and convinced that your coffee needs coffee too) and silently cursing and reminding self of how much work you have to get done?  Yeah.

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I have no qualms about today.  Although this is the second blog on WordPress I have made within 24 hours just because I realised that Momminess is probably not suitable for me, but also at the same time, I am unsure of letting the name go just because it keeps telling me that I won’t be able to get it back.  #FeelingSad

So here goes some awesomeness and loopiness, of this person embracing her INFJ persona (that she just found out about and going cuckoo about it for knowing that she is normal and not crazy.  or bipolar.  or haunted.)  and first time  second time (entry) and second blog on WordPress.

At this point of time, I am feeling sleepy and tired with strain around my eye area. It could be the period that is draining the eyes from my eyes that is making them tired. In uber connectivity, my sense of logic is justified from the understanding of a Libra – making things that shouldn’t be counted, counted.

Anyway, I watching some show on Alaska last night.  I have always wondered how it would feel living in ice most the months in a year.  I might probably cry because I never experienced real snow before aside of this over priced box of room with shredded ice all over and you go “Wheee! So this is snow!” and you come out somehow feeling confused.  Do you get what I mean?

I have had my second mug of coffee already.  Within 2 hours.  Like, I need more.  I CANNOT keep my eyes open.  But yet there are stuffs laid out on my table to be done.  They CANNOT be undone.

Let me come undone.

(I don’t know what that means.)

Note of the Day: Awesome Loopy loves coffee. It makes her poop.

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