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Tuesday, January 16, 2007


Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write a blog entry of some kind with six random facts about yourself. Then, pick six of your friends and tag them; no tag backs. This explanation should be included.

1. I'm terrified of black cats.
2. I'm clumsier than any clumsy girl you know.
3. I laugh like a horse.
4. I'm always hungry.
5. I don't party.
6. I'm a bookworm.

Erm... can I get Syidah, Syaza, Fad, Irene, Ain and Azura to do this? :)

I didn't follow up with this "assignment". Haha. So here goes...

1) I live and breathe for good food.
2) I get intimidated by people for no rhyme or reason (guys, girls, young, old, fat, skinny, good looking, ugly, etc...).
3) I listen to oldies.
4) I go to bed at night with the lights on, the windows closed and the curtains drawn.
5) I love long busrides and walks, all alone.
6) I HATE dogs.

Hokayyy, that done.

Think I saw the most boyish looking guy wearing a suit which is of the wrong colour (AHPEK kinda grey?!?!), does not fit him well, and a totally WRONG pair of shoes. Haaa.

Anyway, 174 is sucha major crap. I waited for more than twenty minutes I think, just to wait for the arrival of "her majesty". God knows the endless amount of vulgarities that was playing in my brain. Next time, I'm heading for BB when school ends later. Serious. Coz I came home at close to 9pm today. Stupid timetable make me end school at 630pm. And the peak hour rush (for home) is pathetic madness. Stupid.

Despite the long distance and tiring journey to school and back home, I've not managed to lose even half a kg. How fantastic is that??? I guess things can't work that way. Coz when I'm too stressed or tired, I need to have food in my mouth. Else, I'd rattle off plenty of verbal abuse.

Trying to let myself stay away from taking 506 is not such an easy task. I'm always, ALWAYS tempted to take that damn bus despite its bloody expensive fare. No concession, nothing. God, I really need to discipline myself to make use of the bus/train stamp. Not spend extra $$$ on 506!

Alright, the grandfather (mini version) clock's chimed.

See ya when I get to see ya!


Drifted Away @ 10:27 PM