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Hello ye'all,
thank you for dropping by to my blog. My name is Malicca Titan Pranisha, but you can call me Titan. Malicca is fine too, but that is what my Boonda used to call me when she tried to emphasized her authority on me (sigh).

I am a three years old boy and I haven't gone to school yet. For now, I attend music class every Saturday and I like it so far :)

I love to read books, specially Pierre, and I like to play games on my iPod. I like to draw cars, and now by having a blog I want to learn more to write stories. No, don't get me wrong. I don't know letters, numbers and I cannot read ... yet. Ssssssso, since my Boonda and Ayah are heavy bloggers, I think it is time for me to have one and they promised to help me writing the blog.

To cut the cake, so please enjoy my blog and welcome to my life!

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  1. AnonymousAugust 29, 2010 at 7:21 AM

    haeee? asiiik... mau main2 ke sini ya Tan v^^. penasaran pengen tau cerita Kancut Nini. hihihihi :-P

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  2. Malicca TitanAugust 30, 2010 at 10:26 AM

    Halllluuu Tante Lia, makasih udah dateng ke blog Titan yah. Sering-sering mampir yah yah yah, atau kirim cerita untuk aku juga boleh kok :)*huuuugs

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