The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose in Makati City. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning. [Adapted from Wheel of Time Series]
Thursday, December 11, 2003
its been a while
haven't posted anything here lately. was so excited with my other journal. anyways, i didnt go to work yesterday. i was too sleepy, cant even get out of bed til my stomach signaled for lunch.
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