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Meet In-in. Well, I don't know her and neither does she know me. Haha. I just saw her in facebook; thus know her name.

Here she is…



She’s a beauty, right? Those dreadlocks, the coolest I’ve seen. Super cool, I wanna have one! 

I really find her pretty. The photo is good, I get that. Had this been captured in a low quality camera, the output would not be the same. Maybe. But beyond that, this captures that distinct charisma of her, that i-totally-rocked attitude which you will know by just staring at her. 

I’ve read that she surfs too. Can I be like her, even just for a year? Minus the smoke. I’ve also read that she smokes. I don’t want that. Though I don't mind her or someone else smokes. We have to respect individual preferences and lifestyle, right?

More of her here http://tinyurl.com/6n927e3

This is just one of those passing times when you see someone so cool that you wish you'd be like him or her.


Again, it’s just a passing moment. Though I admire her very much at this very moment, I’m still so cool and happy with myself. But I definitely wish for a look and a hair like hers. Hehe! ;)

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