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"What do you want for your birthday?"
"I want to be younger."
I know, I'm difficult to please.
I don't remember having many happy birthdays but I hope this one will be one of many to come.
to eat or not to eat.
I live in Asia and sometimes I get hungry, so learning to cook mean dishes is my goal but until that day comes, I shall go out to dine, enjoy good food and make myself hungry occasionally so that I look great. That sounds bimbo, eh? Because it's fake. I'm not what you think I am. Welcome to my anon blog.
P.S I can cook.
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I wonder...if someone dies some place far away, would the pets at home feel the disappearance?
Their eyes gazed on knowingly but I couldn't be certain about it. Then I wondered, again, if I want to know the truth at all.
I think, out of all beings here, human has the capability to be the coldest one of all. Such is our beastly nature.
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I'm kinda in love with the line "Bang, Bang, You're Dead" from one of Dirty Pretty Things' songs I was listening to earlier this afternoon. No, I didn't take note of the tile of that particular song. Maybe I ought to play the whole playlist again now. It's getting awfully stuffy in this bedroom as the ac isn't turned on and besides, my laptop is running out of juice really soon (11% left, as indicated).
I was ready to write a little about presidents and blood bags. My aunts told me about it one fine morning about a couple of weeks ago. Just something interesting to remind me again when I look through old entries many weeks later. Oops, 10% left. Maybe tomorrow then.
xxx,
hungry.
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143 how lovely...biggest bruise ever.
I forgot to blog about this. How could I forget to blog about this?
Well, the update is, I played with the puppies a couple of weeks ago and one of them bit my right calf while I wasn't looking. It was a friendly bite - no chunks of flesh bit off, no bloody affair but it hurt hgsafdhgjsfdhgsafha a bit. My dad didn't believe me that his lovely puppy bit me. He dismissed it as a playful gesture on the dog's behalf to win over my heart (errr..really?) and since it didn't leave any scary-looking marks at first, I ignored it as well. I mean, when a Rottweiler bit you and nothing got torn off, it MUST BE a friendly bite, right? I don't blame the little devil at all. She was duly disciplined by the other witnesses and I actually felt bad for that.
A couple of days later, I had to attend the first of many wedding receptions to come and I chose a knee-length dress for the occasion, forgetting that the redness and swelling have turned to a huge, unsightly, dotted bruise on my calf. The nasty bruise was about the size of a full grown mango. Imagine that. I panicked but it was too late for me to run back to my room and apply some foundation to mask it. After I returned from that dinner, I started applying ointment on my bruise religiously and now it's no longer painful even though the dots are still visible.
Hopefully it will be fully healed by next weekend because I have an important birthday bash to go to.
My days are filled with upcoming parties and gatherings that will no doubt leave me feeling somewhat empty depending on how they conclude at the end of the day. It makes me question society and humanity.
Seriously.
PS: learning how to brew a herbal soup. how exciting!
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142 one day in hungry's life part II
1100
at the salon. the hair treatment staff hadn't arrived yet. He comes at 1 PM ----1 PM !!!
so we walked around the mall to kill time and spend more money unnecessarily. (haha)
1300
started hair treatment and massage.
1700
finished treatment and massage. I fell asleep at the salon for about 2 hours.........danggggggggggg.
had dinner at some restaurant
1900
returned home. played with the puppies for a while.
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141 one morning in hungry's life
0835
mom: let's go get a hairwash at the salon later
me: sure
0900
mom: go shower right now
me: uh, it's only 9. The salon is not open yet
mom: by the time we get ready and everything, it'll be 11 and it'll be open!
0910
mom: you showered so quickly
me: I didn't wash my hair
mom: oh, ok
0930
waittt......
0940
waitttt...wait some more....
1000
still not out the door. wtf. I knew it was too early.
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The airport was closed due to bad stormy weather today. Luckily I arrived last night and even then, it was raining very heavily. My outfit looked ridiculous to me - 6 layers of clothes and 3 1/2 inch suede wedges - but some people told me it was interesting and nice. Ah, the art of layering. I wasn't dressed like that out of vanity. It was a mere effort to lighten my baggage. Besides, even after having dressed up like a nomad, I'm sure I'm still lighter than the 6-ft, white-haired businessman with a beer belly so it definitely didn't affect the cabin weight capacity.
At home, when I stirred slowly from my sleep, I was told to go back to sleep as much as I want. Mmmm, bliss.
I seem to have lost all shopaholic urges here. My confidante, T, would be very pleased to hear that. T might not believe it but this is the plain truth. I really want to let T know about this, especially after T lectured me on being such a spendy-wendy *shame* while we chat during the transfer wait at Changi Airport. T said the chance of me ever going on online chat systems again is next to nil, which is absolutely not true since I'm online...a lot. I just rarely go on chat systems because they take up all my time once I start chatting with different friends all over this small world.
Anyway, my short-term goal right now is to make friends the two new Rottweiler puppies at home. I must let them know who's boss. HEHEHEHEHEHE. Their daddy didn't look happy but he has to accept this sooner or later. My father told me that the puppies' daddy is still as aggressive as ever so I was advised against going anywhere near him. I'm just going to win the puppies' hearts over .......can't wait.
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