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Name: Elaine
Country: Christmas Island
Gender: Female
Interests: Watching TV, stoning, sleeping
Expertise: Art of Stoning.
I like staring into space, sometimes my mind is blank, sometimes it's got a gazillion thoughts running tru it.. you'll never guess which is it cause my face is expressionless, thus, the beauty of the art of stoning.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Engineering
Message: message me
ICQ:  9634277
Member Since:
3/8/2003
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| Some kid from hopkins killed a robber with whoosh of a samurai sword last night. The "victim" was somebody who breaks into people's houses for a living. Most of the comments I've read say that the kid should be awarded a medal.. ahhh.. I guess everybody is just sick of breakins! Maybe I should get a samurai sword too?
Elaine
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| By the end of this year.. I'll be the queen of parallel parking!! Yeah.. it happens that 90% of parking spots found in baltimore are side parking which means I have to parallel park. Boohooo.. I now have an average of 3 tries before parking to perfection with the occasional single swift try (which is rather rare these days).
Elaine
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| Summer is almost over.. boohooo
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| So apparently I was dumb in my early life due to my reaaaally high degree of undiscovered astigmatism (Yes.. reaaally high, and don't try to argue that yours is higher cause the chances are close to nil..) I brought into this world together with me. So my brain couldn't quite connect the dots due to my lack of vision and therefore I was dumb. (Hah!! In your face you primary school teachers who thought I was lazy!!!). And thankfully the condition was discovered while I was only 4 years old so there was sufficient time to get that rectified.
Some times scientist give a load of unfounded bullocks don't they? haha.. It doesn't explain how I can remember a lot more things then my siblings (who are suppose to be smarter in primary school..). Like the time I wrote 4 in instead of 5 when my optometrist asked me to write down my age on a piece of paper (I forgot my birthday just passed or perhaps I was already in denial of my age.. :P) or the time my kidnergarden bus driver jammed his break and had me hurtling down the steps, luckily the door was closed or kingdom come. But he gave a bloody lie that I was running around the bus later when my mom enquired about the bruises. !@#!@#@#@#$$#^#$%#. Perhaps my brain was too shut off about the world around me that I paid more attention to the little things that happened in my life. ^_^
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| I wish manual cars didn't exist.. :P
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