I love to write here, simply because friendster blogs are now powered by Wordpress Platform. I love the layouts and themes. As you can see, it look so much like my friendster account *Courtesy of Xavierkym* so this will be my second home.

post from my blogspot account intitled  SUPERBOI :

The man was tired from work. He
was simply sitting and looking in no particular direction. He glanced
at the time from his phone- just a few minutes pasts midnight. He
doesn’t want to go home yet, he reached for his pocket and grab his
phone. He receive a lot of “Good Nights” but he was craving for the
simple good night from she-must-not-be-named.
Looking that he did not receive any message from her..he pulled back
his phoned and reply some sweet good night messages for his family and
friends.

From where he sat at the far end of the park he could
see a group of people happily chatting together and a few couples
cuddling under the rainy night.Damn! he was sick from this sights. He
reached for his book and started reading but no to avail. He cant even
concentrate on what he was doing. And there was a damn good chance he
was going to be fine, so he bought a bottle of beer considering he
can’t afford to buy another one. Man, it’s getting worse than he
thought. Tonight,however, was pretty miserable. He always hate when it
rains all day. He could now feel and chill and mist of the weather, he
frowned and put his hand inside his jacket. He straightened, yanked on
an earlobe and pinched his cheeks. It was hes old trick to see if he
was numb enough yet to go and sleep without this worries. He wasn’t
drunk alright, who could be drunk in a bottle of sanmig light anyway?