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Wednesday, March 14, 2007 @ Wednesday, March 14, 2007 +

I don't feel artsy today so don't expect any form of art or whatsoever. I have my reason why I didn't come up with anything today because I was having a splendid time with the dearest. But before I go on blogging about whatever I feel like blogging about, lets talk about shit. Yes shit. I was on my way home in the train when the person next to me was happily digging for gold. If you don't know what digging for gold is, then you better shoot yourself in the head. I was happily taking a beautiful nap in the train when I realized what he was doing.

Told myself, "Okay, maybe he needs to answer nature's call. Maybe thats nature's call to him."

Went back to sleep again to pass the time traveling from one end to the other end when I was rudely awaken by my neighbor who was doing it, again. The thing is....
IT WAS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON!

Is it like the IN thing to do stuff that should be left in the toilet out in public? Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it, well... disgusting. That would be the last thing I would do in public. Even if it itched like crazy, I would make sure no one is in sight then I can happily dig it.

"Puas hati lah kau nak korek"

Was talking to my love's mum about the future and stuff like that. More to careers because dearest wanted to be a war correspondent. Of all things. She will end up being one of those nurses who will aid them when the time comes. I can never imagine her doing that or anything close to that. We once had this conversation about how we feel if we saw each other on television. The feeling would be pretty weird I guess but at the end of the day, you can proudly tell your friends, "See that hot reporter? Thats my girl" Now I can't wait to see her tell me about the weather.

Okay. That's it. I'm bored. I don't know what to blog about. Okay bye.

.: MoOn :.







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