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jhoanneh
Tidbits
Joan Ponsica
22 years old
Santa Isabel College


sweet talks
scrapbooking!br> writing & blogging
reading books of danny brown and bob ong
browsing the net
writing stuff and this
playing scrabble...hehehe
take a nap
chatting with friends
go out with sandy
eating

Dar Links

chic and pretty
friendster
delicious ambiguity


Sincere Thanks

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Brushes:DayDreamed



Memories
April 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006


Loathes

when im craving for sweets and cant find one
irritated with sandy
riding the PUJ
irate clients
dumb-founded
traffic in EDSA
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Playing Now

my favourite songs


life with dreams: Wednesday, February 08, 2006

A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away. As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.He asked her what was wrong and she replied, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars." The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose."He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers. As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home. She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother." She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.


my dreams 3:33 PM