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Sadness engulfs me.

Monday, August 16, 2004

Henri Cartier Bresson died. And yes, I cried for him. He died at the age of 95 some weeks ago, if I'm not wrong. Newsweek wrote an eulogy for him, so I knew.

Was he ever a great photographer! And yet, did he retire from photography in his last days. Sigh. Ya'll should read.

And I love Michael Phelps. Does anyone not know that? But anyway, he totally rocks! Ahahaha. I can't define my love for him in words. I'm too etherised with all the infatuations of my clouded mind.

Wrote lots of poetry things that don't make even an iota of sense.

Ya'll should really watch the finals at 12.30 am, 17th August! There's Michael Phelps, Hoogenband [?] and Ian Thorpe. The Netherlands, USA and Australia. A whole troupe of great swimmers. [Swooooons]

Cheerios. I'm currently addicted to honey combs. I can't stop eating that thang. It's too addictive.



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