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Tuesday, December 07, 2004 @ 17:31
the weather today is certainly gloomy. its been raining since the beginning of time and i didnt have the mood to do anything except to eat, eat and sleep. im feeling so extremely fat right now.. i stuffed a whole plate of lamb chop PLUS my sis's chicken chop leftovers. haaah. so bloody full. ok lets talk abt my trip to escape theme park.. basically i feel like a weakling cos i started puking only after 4 rides. i seriously shouldnt have taken the pepsi ride.. i was ALMOST crying, and zanura's small cuzzie, miza, was already crying. i mean, the ride was really pukable.. i felt my stomach churning and my brains felt like bursting out of my skull. ok im exaggerating a bit.. but yeah, that ride made me puke. i wasted 16 bucks. i wanna go there again lah.. want to try all the rides. anw, i puked out the only cookie that i ate that morning. *sighs* and tmr i'll have the first tarian practise and then off to sc meeting. the thing is.. i have no confidence when i have to dance in front of the seniors and all my other friends. what more when i have difficulties following the complicated steps. i feel like a stiff spaghetti.. and its stressing me out really. and i heard that the dance tutor is damn strict and sarcastic. oh well, i don't think i want to face this kind of ppl when i am stressing myself out. frankly speaking i love dancing, but when i cant get the steps, then i get irritated. oh well. a few minutes ago, i searched for taufik's me and mrs jones in kazaa, and i got so many of his songs, so i decided to download them all.. and now i have 12!!! and im currently repeating me and mrs jones over and over again. HAHA. ok. i guess i'll stop here for now.
me


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