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It’s one of those weeks where I get attacked by the blogging virus, and start spewing, churning, whatever other adjective entries like Fujitsu baby is dying tomorrow.

Thing is, I open the editor and realize that nothing is that simple. Not everything can be simply placed into their respective “spots” called black and white. I suppose thats why feelings are aptly named so. There’s just absolutely no explanation that can elucidate the recent behavior and some words that have spewed forth. To my soulsista and dear cousin, I can’t say I’m sorry for lashing out but I regret saying what I did.

I seem to have the propensity to just churn out mindless blog entries about stuff that do not pertain to anyone; or just nothing at all…