Sunday, March 19, 2006
Blogmarathon Day Four -- Yeah okay, hello.
I realized that while the other blogmarathoners are way ahead in their what, fifth and sixth entries, i'm still at my hello hello third entry? But you see, i'm a busy girl. Really, that's what i do for a living. I'm a Busy Girl. If i'm not busy, i'll just like, die. No kidding.
I stare at walls. Very time-consuming, leaving me with very little time to do things that are of less priority such as REVISION and HOUSEHOLD CHORES and SLEEPING and FOLDING THE CLOTHES and JOGGING and you can fill in the rest of the blanks. Sure, i don't do this very daunting task 24/7, heaven forbid!, but for the little free time that i have, i spend it very wisely by engaging in another important task that is less taxing and more enjoyable (almost like a hobby). I stare into space AND shake legs. Now how much more fun can that be? I'm sure you have no idea because you're not as busy as me. After all, i am a Busy Girl.
I lose friends because i'm that.
But then again, they probably weren't friends to begin with. Because as you know and i know, friends stay. And if they do go, it's because they have to. Like, migrate to Australia or someplace? Yes Munirah Aguilera, i'm hinting at you oh-so-subtly. Not! Ngahaa! And yes smartypants, i know, i said i'll write about this and this and that but i'm always fickle-minded and i can retain neither short-term nor long-term memory so stop nagging me about it already! Oh... i told you to remind me? Oh.
Oh.
Like, oh!
Gosh, i'm so sorry.
My attention span is running on low now... dan-ger-rousss-leeee low. It's very bad, you see. 'Cause it sort of applies to every aspect of my life. Attention span in lectures, attention span when conversing with people, attention span in front of the telly. Basically i only last fifteen minutes in everything. So it's amazing how i can last about thirty to forty-five minutes in one shower session. That's different okay, i love my bathroom. Unless you're Munirah Aguilera or Cherry Lou or either one of my other partners-in-crime, i could probably only exhange ten words with you in a span of ten minutes max. Yeah, that's one word per minute. And if i had my way, i'd RUN + DUCK + HIDE if i see you.
Understand that "it's not you, it's me". Haha! No really, it's nothing personal. Not only do i have a memory as bad as a rotten egg and an attention span shorter than miniskirts, i am also horrible at making small talk.
I'll have nothing to say after exchanging pleasantries. I'll be even more horrified if you start hugging me and air-kissing and all that jazz. I'll just freak!! Haha but it's better now. I can return hugs, though stiffly, and i'm actually more comfortable with the normal salams or handshakes.
And one more thing. I have the eyesight of a bat, when the spectacles come off. I take it as a boon, as it makes for a very good excuse to not seeing this acquaintance from like only a metre far. So if they go, "Eh you action sia! Act like never see me," i could reply with, "Oh my God! I'm so sorry! My eyesight very the terrible lah" complete with the feigned apologetic look.
I'm a Busy Girl and a Hypocrite. Goodness.
Therefore... i hardly bother to socialize nowadays. I'll only turn out to be rotten.
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fara // 00:37
Blogmarathon Day Four -- Yeah okay, hello.
I realized that while the other blogmarathoners are way ahead in their what, fifth and sixth entries, i'm still at my hello hello third entry? But you see, i'm a busy girl. Really, that's what i do for a living. I'm a Busy Girl. If i'm not busy, i'll just like, die. No kidding.
I stare at walls. Very time-consuming, leaving me with very little time to do things that are of less priority such as REVISION and HOUSEHOLD CHORES and SLEEPING and FOLDING THE CLOTHES and JOGGING and you can fill in the rest of the blanks. Sure, i don't do this very daunting task 24/7, heaven forbid!, but for the little free time that i have, i spend it very wisely by engaging in another important task that is less taxing and more enjoyable (almost like a hobby). I stare into space AND shake legs. Now how much more fun can that be? I'm sure you have no idea because you're not as busy as me. After all, i am a Busy Girl.
I lose friends because i'm that.
But then again, they probably weren't friends to begin with. Because as you know and i know, friends stay. And if they do go, it's because they have to. Like, migrate to Australia or someplace? Yes Munirah Aguilera, i'm hinting at you oh-so-subtly. Not! Ngahaa! And yes smartypants, i know, i said i'll write about this and this and that but i'm always fickle-minded and i can retain neither short-term nor long-term memory so stop nagging me about it already! Oh... i told you to remind me? Oh.
Oh.
Like, oh!
Gosh, i'm so sorry.
My attention span is running on low now... dan-ger-rousss-leeee low. It's very bad, you see. 'Cause it sort of applies to every aspect of my life. Attention span in lectures, attention span when conversing with people, attention span in front of the telly. Basically i only last fifteen minutes in everything. So it's amazing how i can last about thirty to forty-five minutes in one shower session. That's different okay, i love my bathroom. Unless you're Munirah Aguilera or Cherry Lou or either one of my other partners-in-crime, i could probably only exhange ten words with you in a span of ten minutes max. Yeah, that's one word per minute. And if i had my way, i'd RUN + DUCK + HIDE if i see you.
Understand that "it's not you, it's me". Haha! No really, it's nothing personal. Not only do i have a memory as bad as a rotten egg and an attention span shorter than miniskirts, i am also horrible at making small talk.
I'll have nothing to say after exchanging pleasantries. I'll be even more horrified if you start hugging me and air-kissing and all that jazz. I'll just freak!! Haha but it's better now. I can return hugs, though stiffly, and i'm actually more comfortable with the normal salams or handshakes.
And one more thing. I have the eyesight of a bat, when the spectacles come off. I take it as a boon, as it makes for a very good excuse to not seeing this acquaintance from like only a metre far. So if they go, "Eh you action sia! Act like never see me," i could reply with, "Oh my God! I'm so sorry! My eyesight very the terrible lah" complete with the feigned apologetic look.
I'm a Busy Girl and a Hypocrite. Goodness.
Therefore... i hardly bother to socialize nowadays. I'll only turn out to be rotten.
fara // 00:37
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