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- Friday, February 02, 2007 / 11:40 pm.

Been out of context the past few days. Buried under work and watching the drama series. Mad, i am. Daddy's gone bit wacko today, touched my forehead and ask me to return him his 'real' daughter. Haa. He simply can't believe i'm home early consecutively from wed til fri. That goes to show, i've become a good girl. *grinz* No longer clubbing and mahjonging like i used to. Toned down i've say. New year resolution perhaps? Though i believe those who knows me well, will brush this off and say that i'm just been good for this short period. I am ok? Its time to save the bucks for USA. Saving up for the future. Even the cab rides have lessen this week. Only once throughout the week. A huge drop from my average, hmm, 3-4times a week.

Well, that and the me being outta sorts this week, aimless trying to figure out the reason for my current blank of emotions that i can't seem to pinpoint why i am feeling such an absolute lost since 2007 came around. Withdrawal sympthoms seems to be one of them. Not sure if it will peak up again once CNY comes around. Maybe not i'd guess. Growing old does take a toll. Damm, i can't believe i'm turning 23 this yr! 2 freaking 3! Its hard to believe i'm no longer in that poly stage of life, but 23. Man, life sure passes in a flash. No more hard-core partying. Perhaps, i'd shd take up a new hobby except for mahjong. Hmm. But all new things seems to cost 'ka-ching' these days. But i'd guess the most logical one for me is to become a gym junkie. Hard to imagine i will be, but man, if i do become one, it'll be astonishing.

Its been back into drama series and books these days. I've conqured 2 shows and 2 books the past week. Amazing feat, considering my love to sleep and the workaholic me. But somehow i've managed to do it. Got my hands on this fabulous book called Out by Natsuo Kirino. Not the usual trash i used to read, but this one got me hooked. If u're into CSI or NCIS like i am, this is one for u. Yes, i'm a TV adict on top of all that. Not the usual TV shows, but i just love NCIS, CSI, and of course, my all time Grey's Anatomy. The quirky, thrilling, yet not all that deep kinda shows of mystery and crime solving.

CSI got me hooked, i'd admit, sometime 2-3yrs back, that show got me dreaming to be one of the crime scene investigators, with the thrill of solving crimes, but that compared to real life, i'd knew better. On top of that, science isn't my forte. BAH! But i'd remember getting all excited and asking Bricky if she'll end up doing that kinda job after grad, and getting shot back to stop day-dreaming. Haa. Now, maybe Bricky will be doing the real-life work of the back end of House instead. *smacks* dreaming again.

Wacked out, Dad just gave me this book called The Gerson Therapy: Proven Nutritional program for Cancer and other Illnesses. I swear, the older he gets, the more eratic he's becoming. That on top of being more and more naggy. Think its the family genes though. Everyone in the family, of that generation nags, all my uncles and aunts, of the paternal branch side that is. A lift down to work, would mean allowing my ears to endure a 20min lesson of nags in the day's topic. Whatever he can pick to think about, he grumbles, mumbles, blasts and rattle on. Thankfully, my job has taught me the art of Selective Listening. Yes, think is a skill that is a saviour on the brain and temper once its mastered. Now, back to that book. I have absoultely no idea why i am told to read it, but it seems, i have to. Somehow, or dispose of it soon, or become a super scanner and glance run through it.

No. Wait a minute.

Perhaps i shd read it, for the sake of life knowledge. Comes to good use if i can remember it down the road though. *chuckles*

Alright, enough for me becoming the rattler today then. Now, a couple of Brain Strains for ya'll to figure out.

Riddle Teaser:
i cast royalty among the masses
With no concern for rank or classes.
Strewn about in random order
Though tricksters can control my borders.
I am an action, not a thing
Like running, walking or speaking.
My job, it is part of the game:
To seperate what are the same.
What Am I?

Trick Teaser:
Mandy can spell her name with only two letters.
How?

Figured out? tag me on. *grinz*