I can’t think of anything other than my father’s voice that could wake me up so easily. That is, before my sister started screaming the Wii’s here
over and over again. I jumped out of my bed—not a usual thing to see as I usually crawl and drag myself to get up—and rushed to the telephone to hear the news from my aunt with my own ears. The box from the US I’ve waited so long to fill has finally arrived at their home. I can’t wait to get it tomorrow. *insert Plurk’s (hungry) emoticon here*
And… bag! My Crumpler 5 Million Dollar Home arrived with it as well. I’d get to wash my old school-bag-turned-camera-bag at last. And the hassle of wrapping the camera with bubble wrap is no more! *insert Plurk’s (woot) emoticon here*
Ok. So… New blog. I guess this would be as personal and as informal as it could get. Will make own theme and do other pretty stuff if ever I get to push my lazy ass to do so.
