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A 26yr old female whose brain is powered by caffeine; without its main fuel source it has a working speed slower than that of a slug. That aside, she wishes she could grow a teeny weeny bit (read: a lot) taller and constantly whines about her weight. Enjoys devising novel ways to traumatise people with her bludders. Oh, and she is rather antisocial.

Yea, I know it's been a long while since I last blogged properly, apart from the incoherent, short and senseless posts that even yours truly sometimes can't fathom why they were there in the first place. Yeah, I know I ought to be ashamed of myself since even 6-year-old kids can write better than me, but hey, it's not completely my fault because I have absolutely nothing to write about at all.

Zilch. Nada. Zero.

That's how mundane my life has become. I do the same stuff everyday, so much so that sometimes I wonder if I'm stuck in a neverending dream that is stuck on repeat mode. Permanently.

Gone were the days of dodging psychotic aunties, of sitting in my poly's canteen with my bludders and beo-ing cute guys (but ended up attracting the hopeless ones instead, argh), of piao-ing the streets with my bludders on a regular basis and traumatize everyone else...

Argh I want my old life back!

But damnit, I have to face the fact that my life has now become just about as interesting as, say, a slug crawling, and I don't see any point in writing mundane stuff to bore my pathetically few readers, like:
a. how I dug animal shit samples out of their sample containers right after lunch everyday for the past week
b. how I shamelessly coerced sweettalked Aihuat into buying a Samsung mp3 player for my birthday present
c. how I realised, while trying on jeans yesterday, that my figure is exactly the same as that of Kim Samsoon's (that girl in that 9pm Korean show), right down to the thunder thighs, ballooning waistlines and butterfly arms. And bad hair. Jeez. I so wanna cry right now.
d. how while buying the newspapers yesterday, I was called Da Jie (!!!) by the vendor. I'm praying fervently that it was my imagination.
e. and how I'm supposed to be doing my work review (due tomorrow) now, and barely 5 minutes into it I'm already getting bored and ended up writing a blog post instead. Man, I seriously need to get my priorities right.

*takes a deep breath*
Ok, back to work. Sian.
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