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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

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credits

Blogskin done by 16thday with image from Taringa .




Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Breaking my heart into a million pieces.

I am currently 40.6kg.

OK.

The middle part of my sternum, a.k.a my breastbone, is SORE from being poked so many times! The cause is sign language. I'm practicing signing my song and there's a lot of 'me' in it. So the sign for 'me' is you point your fingers towards yourself and touch the fingertips to your chest, or more specifically, your sternum. And it's not like it's the most fatty part of your body. At least mine isn't. So being the amateur that I am, I was rushing to sign along with the song. So every time the 'me' comes in, I'm rapidly, practically, piercing myself with my slender fingers. And it hurts after like 50 over times of poking that area.

On to another topic.

I realized, from my past experiences, that when I sleep and in the middle of my sleep I have the strongest urge to urinate or pass motion, I'm having the weirdest dream ever, before I finally gave in and woke up to relieve myself. I kinda NOT like all this weird dreams. So before I go to bed, I've ensured that I haven't and wouldn't eat anything that could irritate my gastrointestinal tract or my renal system.

Anyway, I went jogging today with Tini, Ais and Nisa. I jogged 6 rounds (which I'm told is 2.4km, which is the distance that we're supposed to run/jog/walk for NAPFA, a fitness test) in the time of 5 songs, non stop.

The songs were:
1. That Thing You Do by The Wonders
2. This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race by Fall Out Boy
3. It's Not Over by Chris Daughtry
4. Keep Your Hands Off My Girl by Good Charlotte
5. Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne (awesome song to jog to, seriously)

Give me a minute while I add up the duration for all these songs. 1,007 seconds, which is 16 mins 47 secs. I ran 2.4km for 16mins 47secs. Which means.. not bad for someone who doesn't really like to run, who hasn't been exercising for about 2 years, who hasn't really watched what she ate. Yes? Need to buck up though. I don't think I can get 5 points for this timing.

On to another topic.

I saw Bring It On Again. This cheerleader movie. I wish I could be a cheerleader. I like doing the steps and being thrown in the air. Anyway, I also wanted to see Saving Private Ryan. Aisiah lend me the VCD. I'm expecting myself to cry buckets since that's all everyone who have watched it said. They all teared. So I'm trying to find out what's so nice about this movie. Finally, my curiosity is being squelched.

Well, that's all for now.

What should I do during my holidays?

In my own world,
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