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A Note

I love flowers. I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises. I'm dainty and ambitious; really. I nurse others. There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.

 Yours Truly

N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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Sunday, October 15, 2006 2:35 pm
Whee.



School starts TOMORROW! Give me a minute to let me contain my excitement.

(1 minute later)

Ok I'm good.

Have I told you how much I despise crowded places? Especially those where you stand, and you find yourself back to back (or back to front or front to front) with another person. Like yesterday, I went grocery shopping at Sheng Siong at Loyang Point. I don't know why my mom wants to shop there but she did. Anyway, it was crowded. Filled with fellow shoppers. Plus the store was filled end to end, floor to ceiling with products. And it was not that huge a store. And the aisles between shelves of products were made to accommodate one human being at a time. Or maybe one and a half of a human being. It was torture to even stand still, pressed against a damned shelf. And it felt wrong just standing there looking at products because you'd feel like you're blocking the way. So you have to keep moving. Anyway, to sum it all in a short sentence, it was so crowded that you wouldn't even know if you were molested or it was just the small space for you to move that when you move, you'll hit something, or someone.

Ok I'm all out of stuff to say. So.. oh wait. I baked a cake yesterday and it was YUM. I liked the crust. Crunchy.

Bye!