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Wednesday
Walked into the elevator up to my apartment, and as usual, hit on the floor button indicator. I pressed '4'.
Walking towards my apartment, I searched and took out the housekeys. Noticed the padlock was slightly different. Strange. But then again, perhaps I was dreaming. Searched for the right key and tried inserting it in. It wouldn't go in! Tried jamming it in again, still it wouldn't fit in. "This is odd," I thought. Felt like kicking myself when I looked up the address number above the door. I-4-5! When I actually live in I-7-5. Stoopid me pressed '4' when I was supposed to hit '7'. Then a guy came to the door, (quite cute actually) and... "Yes, can I help you?" Lost for words. Face went scarlet red as I grabbed my bags and scrambled off, mumbling something like ".. sorry... wrong house...... shoot me pls..."
Monday
For some reasons my brother and I needed to swap cars for the next couple of weeks. I don't like it one bit.
Reasons:
Post-Wedding Report:
Good week ahead people while I detoxify traces of any form of sustance abuse from last night's wedding. *uwrgh*
Sunday
Saw an article which caught my eye in The Sunday Star today. Page 37 - Sci-Tech.
'Forensic TV shows help crooks escape' Probed further and found a similar article on this issue here Point is: This, was exactly what I pointed out to The Ex when we started watching CSI last year.
Saturday
I finished the remaining 6 or was it 7 episodes of The 4400 last night. Straight.in.a.row. I just couldn't stop. I hate being kept in suspence. It bothers me a great deal. Hence, would not settle for less till The Answer was known. However, these people can be such pigs. They derive great joy in torturing viewers by leaving them hanging, wanting desperately to know what's gonna happen next. And there are no signs of Season 3 coming out anytime soon. I wanna cry. NEWSFLASH! I now have a Hit Counter in my space! It's cute. All purply with stars. And I also have a poll booth now, aptly named as The Purple Poll. The first question is rather mild. Something to kickstart and test it out. Will reveal some very weird questions and what-would-you-do situations as we go along. I voted mine - make a wild guess what it was ;) So vote on people! Have a crazysexylazynaughtywhackywickedmad but safe weekend people! Love you all.
Deliberate (as opposed to Random) - Make decisions carefully. Is aware of and weighs consequences. Takes time to think things through.
We've deduced you're fully capable of a dirty fling, but you do feel that post-coital attachment after hooking up. So, conscientious person that you are, you do your best to reserve physical affection for those you respect...so you can respect yourself. Want to take it too? Pssst.. *shhh, do not let this out in the open. I somehow am curious to know what will Perfectly Flawed's results be.
Wednesday
I have been recently introduced to another addiction.
This addication has caused severe lack of sleep. Sleeping time has been greatly altered to between 2+ - 3-ish am - last night sleep time was 3.30am. Latest addiction has also caused great anticipation in wanting for more. And more. And more. AND MORE. Even took time to indulge in latest addiction for 20 min while having breakfast at home this morning. Just can't seem to get enough of it. Not sure any of you who have been infected by it yet. But if not, I strongly recommend you get a dose of it. INFECT ME QUICK!
Tuesday
Another day of the week. Another plane crashed. So many tragedies happening these days don't you think so?
Team Jolie vs Team Aniston: Which team are you on? I'm Captain of Team Aniston ... if you must know.
RM1 coins will be withdrawn from circulation. Will miss those cute little gold round shing-a-lings. Saw the ad for Global Leadership Forum @ KL Convention Center. Was intrigued by their panel of speakers - Bill Rancic is one. Thought it'd be something interesting and an opportunity to miggle with the intellectuals. Fees? Prolly a couple of hundreds, so I thought. It's a freakin' RM4,750 entrance fee! I feel like introducing something new to my tastebuds: TasteGlands meet foie gras, foie gras meet animal-organs-hater TasteGlands.
Monday
Sunday
 Do not be disillusioned with the word "Party". Note the "You will be in pain" forewarning. There will be no food, flirty chit-chats, dancing and definitely no booze. So what do we have instead? Fantastic music, 4 very fun instructors (including him) and a whole bunch of struggling sweaty hunks and chicks :) An hour of RPM can take quite a lot out of anyone. Can't imagine what an extra hour will do to my stamina and legs! But I'm excited, really I am. So hyped up now! Mind starts to ponder on the quantity of bananas that should be rightfully consumed beforehand. Siao right? Will bring camera to snap snap gorgeous pictures of sweaty people tomorrow! Quotation of the week: "Che Che Angie, can buy that white dog for me? I ask mummy to pay you back ok?"
Saturday
Woke up without any hangover, thank God. Anne is still sleeping. I woke up to the gorgeous smell of freshly made pancakes. Must be Justin who's gotten back from his outstation workcall. It was a very girly night we had at Anne's. The girls were all so casual and relaxed. Heck, we could even walk around in baby-tees without bras on. Such it was, an all-female getogether - a form of woman's self-therapy. Such bliss. One of lives' simplest pleasures. Heaven isn't it for any woman to wake up and to find the first scent that lingered into her senses was good loving aroma of breakfast/brunch made by the beloved. Unfortunately, this time around, that beloved wasn't mine. Haha. Typing away here, while I stared at her who's still in slumber, I could not help but feel this overwhelming surge of gladness in me that she has found Justin. Anne had came a long way in finding her man. She has been through a lot. Much more than me I would say. So to you Anne, I just want to say that you're one lucky lucky girl to have someone like Justin. Or in actuality, it would be better to say that, Justin is the lucky one to have a kick-ass girl like Anne. Love you girl, love you lots lots! Ok, ewww, very mushy and gross. I just want to add this: BOTH OF YOU CAN BE SO EWWW SOMETIMES IT MAKES ME SICK! :P Ewww Couple aside. I just received another wedding invitation card yesterday. That had made it the 3rd card I've received in these 2 months. I've skipped the previous two. But I am definitely attending this. Vynice and I knew each other for about 3 years now. Knew her from The Ex (of last year's whom had brought about the major heartbreak, that onela). Dunno whether The Ex is going, gotta ask him later. The wedding dinner is set to be next Sunday at Berjaya Times Square Hotel. Call me weird but I am so happy for all my girlfriends who get married. It's like phewww, another burden lifted off! No more having to see them bitch and cry about philandering bfs. I just hope that their husbands treat them like princesses. Eh, 'princesses' is when during bf-gf times, now upgraded already la. Should be QUEENS. Yes, all hubbys in the world, hate me if you want. Brazil Boy hates Chinese food. Can't bring him along then. Too bad.
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