The following passage is brutally un/entertaining, depending of course on how sadistically inclined you are. But of course there are the practical few who recognises the idea of survival instincts, which in any case will render the following passage acceptable.

So here's what i heard from my mom.

Step 1: The eskimos will dip a knife blade in blood then let it freeze.
Step 2: Once the blood is frozen, the eskimos will then dip the knife blade into the blood again for a second layer coating.
Step 3: Repeat steps 1 and 2 several times.
Step 4: Stick the knife into the snow with the blade facing upwards. (duh!)
Step 5: Wait.
Step 6: Wolf arrives and due to the sensitivity of its nose, it will detect the blood and start licking the knife (with many many many coatings of blood)
Step7 : Wolf will continue to lick the knife until it finally reaches the knife blade.
Step 8: Wolf dies.

Why? Because its tongue would be numb by the time he nears the knife blade and when it actually does, it doesn't realise that its tongue has already been cut off by the sharp blade (because of the numbness...) and it bleeds to DEATH!!!

Ouch.

Everyone has a boy meets girl/girl meets boy story. Sometimes the benchmark is set so high, you aren't quite sure if you are able to write another chapter. What is your greatest fear? To end up with someone who loves you more than you for him/her. Or to end up loving someone more than he/she will?

Behind every face there is a story.
And behind every mirror is a painful past.

Anyway the MM chalet was good fun!!! Goodbye Remy. Goodbye MM. Goodbye crew. *sniffs* You guys left wonderful memories. And memories shall remain just as they are, for that is what makes them beautiful. ^^

PANGYA!

she spoke at
9:45 PM