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Thursday, June 25, 2009 ♥

I was blog hopping just now. Until donnoe go where.
You know, its kind of fun to look back at the past, where people blog about the moments with you. It is such a huge bore if you keep on reading your past post.

I came by this blog full with pictures. very little words. She is a malay dancer. I realised that how much I've changed my inner self. Since I'm a primary 2 kid that loves dancing to a teenage that is invovle in silat. Having one-self to have bruises and minor injuries all over her body.

That moment when i dance gracefully with the flip fans, chopsticks and alot of musical instruments, i was still a very soft lingered girl that can twist her hands and butt real smoothly. I tried out just now and it was such a humiliation if i were to do it in front of a huge crowd.

Then, i came across a model's blog. I took part in cat-walking when i reached the age of 10. With the cute cute and feminine post, looking right into the camera without giving any attention to crowds. And now, i am having stage fright when it comes to performance.

Then, i saw a singer;s blog. I sing when i am 9. Whenever i had the chance to sing, i will. Especially when i am at any one's wedding ceremony. And the choice of song i usually picked is Siti Nurhaliza and Noraniza Idris. And now, i am listening to Jiwang a.k.a. slow rock song.

I was counting the days with my cute little short fingers, when i just realised that i had not been dreaming during my sleeps this couple of weeks. I guess, it's either i am too tired to dream or, i dream but i forget. HAHA.

I walked into mama's room and lay down by her side. I purposely adjust myself and measure our leg. HOLY COW again. I have the shortest pair of leg at home. You know what appauled me more is that, mama is shorter than me. How can she have longer pair of legs than mine??


WEIRD eh.




School holiday is extended. Which means, common test will be postponed. Yeah or not. Yeah, cause i have more time for revision, nots. Not, cause our lesson time will be delayed. It means, long semester? Lesser future breaks?

assignments are not fully completed. reports for EG 1024 is due on week 13. And i have not started even on the research part. cool huh?

I have yet receive any signals for my butt to get screwed on the chair and heads dropped down, staring and browsing through lecture notes. What am you doing, dayah? Like seriously. Poly common test isn't similar like secondary school common test where you can decide to flunk the paper or not.


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"It has always been the same old game. I am tired of
it. Truly i am."


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