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    Thursday, March 15, 2007
    She leads a dull-but-sometimes-averagely-happy life.. Therefore these.. I’m afraid I would have to disappoint you because I’m not gonna blog here. So don’t expect much will ya? (From this blog, I mean) And come to think of it, I would be pleasingly surprised to know that you are actually sitting in front of that comp of yours, scanning through what she has got to say about herself. I know you’re just as curious as a cat.

    So, read on. I know you can’t let your eyes off this. Well actually, I’m looking for a job this coming school holidays, and I’m gonna be more choosy this time round. No more KFC-Pizza-Hut kind of jobs. Sorry if I’m mean or if you’re hurt. Good if you aren’t. No offence, ‘cause I’m searching for a part-time job which doesn’t involve nice foods that induces my hunger. I don’t need the flab(s). Thank you very much. And I promise myself to be more punctual, because I lived a life where NOT preening myself in front of the mirror could actually save me seconds from missing the bus.

    And during the CNY holidays, I tried my best to avoid myself being tempted by Dad’s generous mee-goreng-nasi-lemak-roti-prata-fried-rice-ice-cream-chocolates (not to mention green-leafy vegetables,ugh) treats, but to no avail. I can’t resist them. But I promised myself that I would be in the least milli-gram worried, provided I‘d go on a hunger strike in the next coupla days. OK fine, I’m not anorexic, neither am I bulimic. Okla, I’m just… KIDDING. Hey, can you please stop? I have to deny the fact that my blogging is highly addictive and I can’t stop typing already! Help! Oh okay, just a teeny bit more and I’m done. Promise!

    To my project members, Chee Keong (the programming Pro), Masturah (the oh-so-perfect-and-meticulous organizer) and Sumathi (the silently-studious-and-smart (you guys must thank me for that). You’ve been great friends. We’ve been “chiong”-ing our programming for weeks and the next milestone is exams, and then, VOILA, Year 3. Thank you guys, thank you. Lastly, to my family, I love you! I really do!
    ****There goes my Grammy Awards acknowledgement script. So I went down the flight of stairs, careful not to step on my long-flowy gown with my stilettos so I won’t trip and fall and break my trophy into smithereens. (Gasp!!)******
    Moments of irony
    Why do I always end up in the middle when taking pictures?
    And…. Is Paris Hilton really a bimbo?
    Haiya..
    Much love, sarcastically