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Dearest wordpress,

wearebarabbas — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 03:27:26 +0000

We’ve known each other for quite some time. Two years maybe? Well! two years is quite enough! I am sick of you. Just kidding, but I’m going to test new waters (well, just water, singular) for a bit, though I do hope you’ll take me back later. Who ever said this was a monogamous relationship anyway? Well, smell you (sooner or) later! Yours, Shiman

That thing they say,

wearebarabbas — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 03:25:23 +0000

about how if there is no progress there is no such thing as a standstill there is only regress, I guess there’s truth in that. And it doesn’t only apply to God. Yup.

Our friendly neighborhood fruit.

wearebarabbas — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 22:05:16 +0000

From this website about avocados:

An avocado is a fruit and not a vegetable! It is actually a member of the berry family.
In the past, the avocado had a well-entrenched reputation for inducing sexual prowess and wasn’t purchased or consumed by any person wishing to protect their image from slanderous assault. Growers had to sponsor a public relations campaign to dispel the ill-founded reputation before avocados became popular.
Avocados got their name from the Spanish explorers. They couldn’t pronounce the Aztec word for the fruit, know as ahuacatl, “testicle,” because of its shape. The Spanish called the aguacate, leading to the guacamole we know today.
Avocados must reach full maturity before they are picked, however, they do not soften on the tree. The tree can actually be used as a storage unit by keeping the fruit on the tree for many months after maturing.

Did You Know?

I wouldn’t mind the former.

wearebarabbas — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 02:30:30 +0000

I miss you.

God is Merciful,

wearebarabbas — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 23:17:08 +0000

I know we haven’t talked in quite some time, but in case you’re still a regular, though I doubt it, I’d like to explain myself. I know we both have a history of great friendships (ha), and sometimes I think we can just add this under our belts, but you seem so sure that things can be worked out, or will work out at some point. Well, I’ll take you up on that, and I’m not bored of you yet, if you were wondering. Though I think a hiatus is in need. And this is it. Hopefully in due time,

ha,

wearebarabbas — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 03:34:03 +0000

SERIOUSLY?

and when I’m bored, I’ll let you know

wearebarabbas — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 03:31:33 +0000

If only that one relationship is like the one I have with T__ and A____. And the indirect one I have with her is like the one I have with D_____ and C____. But more so the former, because they have love of the seriously-contemplating-marriage kind. And if only I was neither biased nor jealous, but understanding and clearly seeing boundary lines and separatory fences. And things were black and white and never grey. And the position of second place is accepted, becuase duh, noone can compare with God-picked soulmates. But since ideals are only just that, ideals, some changes in lifestyle and worship have to be made. I will stick to them to the best of my ability, and if parties, hopefully just party, should object, then he shall just have to eat up his words, because apparently, everything will be fine. We will be fine.

oh

wearebarabbas — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 03:17:21 +0000

boy.
Assistance, please, thank you kindly.

My Dear Free Spirit,

wearebarabbas — Sun, 31 May 2009 03:54:42 +0000

Today I could no longer bear the vast span of land separating us and I cheated on you by riding another bike. Ironically also a Free Spirit. This one was a girl bike, however, so the seat was a bit lower, though not as cushioned as your wonderful self. Unlike you, this bike was a road bike and those are actually quite comfortable to ride. And the terrible thing is that the sort of owner of the bike offered you to me. But I had to sort of decline on the basis of already having a bike “of the same brand” at that. I hope I made the right choice. Free Spirit, I hope you are faring well in Michael’s basement. In a short amount of time, we will be reunited and together we shall waltz into summer and be the sunshine in each others eyes.

Yours always,
Shiman Shan

This week’s postsecrets are pretty darn great.

wearebarabbas — Fri, 29 May 2009 03:05:34 +0000