Thank you!

Before I joined Entrecard (for this blog), I am despairing over this blog's Alexa ranking nosedive. I kept seeing it going down, down, down. So I thought why not bring traffic back to this once very active blog? But how? Join Entrecard!

Now, after just a few days of dropping cards, this blog's Alexa rank has gone up from 5.6M to 1.9M. Great, isn't it?

Thank you, guys, for dropping by. I truly appreciate it.

Soon to be moved

This blog's contents will soon be transferred to another blog that I opened. Bookmarks was once a PR3 blog, opened with the intention of it being my personal blog. But then I opened a DOT COM and was supposed to delete this one. Due to sentimental value, I held on to this blog.

But you know what they say when one has achieved so much already (like those hit American tv shows), bow out when you are still on top. I would like to retire this blog very much. No, I will not delete this one, lest someone registers my "sashashing". I will just empty this one and lock it.

I don't know if Bookmarks will still be given a PageRank by Google. I don't think my efforts will be put to good use. Only this blog's Alexa is making waves.

So, until I get the other blog ready, I will still post updates here :)

Happy weekend everyone!

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Dreams...

I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time.
- Calvin & Hobbes

I dreamt of him again. That guy. The one I don't even know, a Caucasian. In my dreams, he is my husband. We are with his family. Several times in the dream, he would look at me with smoldering eyes and we would smile a secret smile, meant for the two of us only.

Maybe this is a manifestation of my desire to find that someone before I reach my 30th. Or maybe, this is a look into my future.

I wish it would be the latter :)