That’s it. I’ve officially been bumming for a week.

Music: Colleague singing to her MP3s
Mood: In the clouds

I’m gonna blog since my hands are still free from work. I just discovered that I’ve been using http://meea.aesthetiques.org since May 2006. I digged out my old LJ blog today – it still exists because I have LJ friends but it seems now everyone’s moved on to bigger things. I didn’t stay in LJ very long, but found time to nose around and leave comments. But I won’t be deleting it, it’s still funny to read back old posts.

Uwa. My inactive LJ friends :P

I nudged silveralfar (or better know as Nadia) for fun, and found this wall of people who grew up :P Nadia is from Sabah as well, like me! We were real close back in university but after we graduated, work got in the way and I’ve not seen her since! :(

But sheena_maddy has moved to her very first WordPress blog at http://ambitiousgoat.wordpress.com today. Yay! Hope to get this blogging thing going on again.

My old posts sound Chrismas-y like I’m on happy pills. One post reminded me I have Nephophobia. Huh? Nepho-wha? Fear of Clouds! Nah, I don’t think I’m afraid of clouds. I’m more afraid of thunderstorms!

Speaking of which, last night I had a nightmare there was a tiny ghostly whirlwind on the ceiling. And my dad started pointing at it and asking “WHAT IS THAT?” Then my dad, my mom, my youngest sister and I were reciting the Our Father Prayer hand in hand, with all our might. I don’t know why! But the whole thing felt eery. Then the whirlwind disappeared and appeared on the floor. I don’t know how my housemate’s arm-biting cat ended up in my dream. But the cat fell into the whirlwind. HAHA baru tau! :P

Then I woke up, feeling amused but also scared at the time. Scared of the whirlwind, and amused that the cat fell into it. Nuahaha~ But it seems that the whirlwind didn’t eat it up, my mom saved it and said it hid somewhere in the earth. What?! It’s a dream! Of course it doesn’t make sense :P

Pierre said we can’t afford a dog now, the reason is that we can’t even feed ourselves. Oh well, I was already thinking how happy Kathlyn would be if we had a puppy running happily around in the apartment. Aww :(

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