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Hello readers, it's been a long time since I last update this dusty blog of mine. I was thinking of going on a lengthy hiatus mode, my so-called remedy to cure this cyber-sickness. Unfortunately, here I am again, indulging in my self-obsessed world of virtual scribbling. Apparently, I’ve been overwhelmed by a number of things. Mainly, the comments I’ve been getting on facebook, and some other stuffs. Well, I’m not sure if it’s a good thing or not, but I ignored them all the same.

Secondly, of the ugly tagged pictures of yours truly, in numerous posing frenzy, which is so utterly unglam. The worst part is, I’m surrounded by pretty-smiling souls, who, in the first place initiated the crazy poses. Thirdly, of the confessions of the not-so-true confessions confessed by my own self. Confessions like “In a Relationship” when I’m actually not. This feeling is I what I call, cyber sickness. The feeling is almost similar to squeezing shit out of you, or having butterflies in your stomach. Menstrual cramps, even. Haha.

But, as far as I’m concerned, I am no longer agitated by it anymore. Self-motivational books are now my antidotes, and reading them helps regain my old-self. The stability. It somehow taught me to be less worried on minor issues.

That aside, I’m hooked to Privileged’s TV series - my latest obsession. It’s aired every Saturday at 10pm. What happened last weekend was something I did not quite expect. I knew very well that dad disapproves of me watching chic-flick shows. He was super-mad when he caught me watching the re-runs on YouTube the following Sunday. He was really mad and I got freaked out. I don't think it's appropriate to blog about it here. But mum suggested that I stay away from using the computer AND the tv for these few weeks. I’ve decided to rebel. I will get myself a Privileged DVD and watched it while he’s not around. Haha.

On a lighter and cheerful note, I curled my hair few weeks back. I loved the result, except that my hair is shorter now, and I’m patiently waiting for it to grow longer, and eventually the bountiful curls will move downwards as they grow.
My 2 sisters are still in the process of adapting to the physical fact that their elder sis now has curly hair, and that she looks naughtier and hyper.
Oh yes, just in case you’re wondering, I’m still serving my contract at the Ministry. This coming December marks my 1 year 6 months. Wish me luck readers!