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sottovoce

I love flowers.
I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises.
I'm dainty and ambitious; really.
I nurse others.
There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.


only me



N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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reminders

- Dine at Tiffany Cafe & Restaurant at Furama
- Tree Top Walk at MacRitchie

my past

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credits

Blogskin done by 16thday with image from Taringa .




Thursday, April 26, 2007

Time for an update.

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On Monday.. hmm.. Hmm.

On Tuesday, Tini, Ais and I created a hoo-haa in a toilet cubicle while changing for our evening jog. I won't try to describe what happened but imagine 3 loud girls (mostly the other two) sharing one toilet cubicle. Haha. Thinking about what Ais did makes me want to laugh. Fun was had.

So we jogged. At first, I truly felt like a poser; pretending to jog like I'm healthy and all. But after that, I couldn't be bothered. I surprised myself by achieving 3 rounds around the track. Actually I could have gone a couple more rounds but the others had had enough for that day. Don't like to run by myself in front of people.

On Wednesday, I didn't exactly like my timetable for that day. I have only an hour of class in school for the entire day. Even my journey to school is longer. I spend more time in transportation than in school on a Wednesday. OH MY GOD!! Waste of energy, seriously. Anyway, yesterday I finally got to watch Mr Bean's Holiday. I had a free movie ticket, so why not? It was pretty hilarious. I was laughing until I rocked in my seat. Haha. Comedies, who doesn't love them, right? Next movie, Spiderman 3, please! And The Simpson's Movie.

Today, I dislike my timetable even more. In the train to school, I had a long bout of nausea and stomach ache. My mind rewinded back to the day I vomited after taking the damned Doxycycline. Wah, every stop the train made, I thought of running out and search for a toilet to relieve myself. But I controlled it. I swore to stop taking the medication. But then, my body would be resistant to it and the next time I'm given antibiotics, I might have to take a stronger medication to kill the same microorganism. Which is NOT good.

At one stop, this guy sat beside me and kept looking at me and my things! I'm like what the **** are you looking at? He was staring at the book I was reading and he watched my every movement when I took out my phone to read a newly received message. Bloody hell. I had to bring my phone close to my face, that my eyes are probably ****ingly crossed, to type a reply so that he can't see what I typed. Major annoyance, please.

When I reached my stop, it was raining! And my slippers got all wet. I hate that. When I reached my school, there was this person walking behind me that irritated me. The sound of her soles scraping against the gravel floor almost drove me nuts. She was dragging her feet like she's trying to scrape off shit from her shoes. I wanted to turn back and tsk her.

Yes, yes. This could be the first signs of PMS.

In my own world,
9:24 PM