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Thursday, January 29, 2009

Happy morning!

I've arrived in Klang Valley. Remember what I said yesterday? Yes, that I wouldn't be speeding up. Apparently, it didn't happen. I did it when I said I wouldn't. I drove like a mad, mad woman today. Blame all the other drivers! I wasn't guilty wtf. If there was a speed trap just now, I would cry like a baby telling the officers that it was them who forced me to drive like that

Since I couldn't go back home now (no entrance card, my man isn't at his office) so I headed straight to Shah Alam, my faculty to be exact! It is weird going to the faculty with nobody else is around. So I'm blogging here in my office. But Facebook is having a problem, has the administration found out about our activity wtf? Friendster can't be accessed here *not a problem anyway, who cares about Friendster nowadays* and Myspace too, is blocked *not an issue, I've deleted my account yesterday. Can you believe that I only have like 17 friends at Myspace?*

Facebook? Nooo please don't block it! I mean, it's one of the things that make me feel like I'm occupied wtf. Even my former lecturers are on my friends list on Facebook, am I cool or what *I bet they don't even know who I am, they just approve my requests but whatever* And talking about Facebook, I virtually met my bestfriend when I was like 7 or 8! I was so excited 'cause I didn't even think that I would meet her *yes, even virtually* after 15 years! Her face still looks the same! I would probably recognise her if we accidentally bump into each other. How fast time goes by

So, back to where I am right now. In my office, alone and blogging about where I am and things that bore me. I'm actually hungry. I haven't had my breakfast yet!

Neno needs to be sent to workshop for service! My dad called me just now to inform that he would book the appointment for the service on this Saturday. Hope everything goes well

Okay, I think it's time to leave. For now. Wtf. I've to read a book. Law of Evidence. Yes, you may. You may yawn. Later

written♥ @10:03 AM