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Burst That Bubble.

No run today due to the rain, but I woke up at the same time anyway. The bio-clock is amazing, I wake up automatically at the same time everyday. I think mummy should be happy its raining, can sleep abit more. hah hah. For me, I just can't sleep anymore. =p

I did a so-call-review on using Firefox before in the "
Good Things In Life" entry. I love the "open link on a new tab using the middle mouse button" function (ha ha, you gotta try it yourself to know what I'm talking about and understand why its so convenient). Read an article that gives a review on the comparision between Firefox and IE from a different and technical perspective. Maybe you would want to check out this article by John Carroll too, "Firefox, bah humbug".

I stumbleupon a
bubblewrap site just now. Maybe some of you have been to this site before. For those who have not, and want to enjoy the sensation of bursting those bubblewraps and venting your frustration, you must try! *Piak Piak Piak~!!!*

Comments

Sunshine said…
i luv bursting bubblewrap! ahahah...i mean real actual bubblewrap...haha....since i was young...when ever me and my see bubblewrap in our hse, we'll fight to get the largest piece and starting bursting them! it so fun!
egeus said…
next time wrap ur bday present in a bubblewrap, and the present inside will be a ball of bubblewrap. mabe different colours ones. hehehe

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