http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/ Eternal Blossom Thu, 17 May 2007 20:35:03 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2007. Poetry Writing Books http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/111.html Tue, 21 Feb 2006 01:06:45 GMT My blog is worth $10,726.26. How much is your blog worth? http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=111 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/110.html Tue, 20 Sep 2005 01:09:15 GMT It's just weird. When you see two of your friends, both from totally different circles meet up and act as if they're already close, how would you feel? It happened to me. And shucks! It's strange. I mean, one of them didn't even bother to say "hello" to me. Then, they're just like hugs and kisses to each other. Well, I know that they know each other but I didn't expect them to be so shockingly affectionate to each other like that. Am I jealous? No! I've been through many jealousies and surely, this ain't the one that can make me. http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=110 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/109.html Thu, 15 Sep 2005 23:04:34 GMT http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=109 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/108.html Thu, 15 Sep 2005 20:59:40 GMT http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=108 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/107.html Wed, 14 Sep 2005 00:54:51 GMT It's sad that I haven't updated this blog for a long time. Actually, I moved. But I still can't leave this place. I love this blog so much, it's not easy to leave it. Just look at what I've done to it and you'll know. Hmm... Maybe I won't ever let this go. I'll try my very best though to keep this. Anyway, if you guys would want to be updated you can check me here. If you want, register and make your own account and let's be friends. See yah... http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=107 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/106.html Mon, 18 Apr 2005 23:06:31 GMT Your Irish Name Is... Shauna Smith What's your Irish Name? http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=106 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/105.html Tue, 12 Apr 2005 10:29:53 GMT I am playing the same game again. I hate myself for doing it but if I were to be asked why I still do it, I would say only one thing. I’ll do this again and do the right thing this time. You think it still matters? ** I am talking to him again. I didn’t ask him to talk to me. He just talked to me. I didn’t want to be rude. I have no reason to be rude. I was nice to him, I guess, although, a little far-off. We talked like ordinary friends, like nothing has touched us both before, like we are old just-know-each-other acquaintances. I was glad. Not so glad but thankfully fine it’s... (more) http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=105 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/104.html Sat, 26 Mar 2005 23:05:28 GMT On Good Friday, I found thin cuts on my forehead. Yes, thin cuts, wounds! They didn't bleed but they sure hurt. I didn't complain, pleased to share the suffering of Christ. http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=104 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/103.html Mon, 21 Mar 2005 15:23:17 GMT Irat is a Karay-a* term which can mean a lot of things. It may be used as an insult or as a compliment. It may mean well-groomed or all the rage fashionable, pretty or just uberly made up. I have been called thus several times and I often hear the word whenever I visit my relatives on my mom’s side. It so happened that most of my cousins are girls, therefore it is inevitable that I shall be compared to them, also to my mom’s sisters, my Aunts. (There are six of them girls in my mom’s family, no boys!) I don’t like being called irat because I am not so! And come to think of it, they are the... (more) http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=103 http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/archive/102.html Thu, 17 Mar 2005 01:02:36 GMT It's raining outside. I feel the touch of damp cold breeze and I hear the splashing sound of every raindrop. I wish there's something to return my embraces. I love my pillow but it can really get so cold sometimes. http://fetisha.blogdrive.com/comments?id=102