my childhood ambition : a dancer. wait.. before that was an astronaut until i found out that i can't count any more than my fingers.
my fondest childhood memory : dressing my brother in drag.
my soundtrack : basketcase - green day
my retreat : my room
my wildest dream (which i'm never ever going to do. ever) : bungee jumping. naked.
my proudest moment : finishing school without failing anything during SPM .. and getting my degree without having to repeat anything.
my biggest challenge : counting. making sense. saying how i feel. speaking and getting to the point. heights. chopsticks. exercise. talking about anybody else (which is contradictory to the third point). not being able to shit anywhere else but the toilet at home. the list is endless.
my alarm clock : on weekdays it's the bloody alarm on my phone. on weekends ... my mom.
the perfect day : is the day when i don't have to go to work because i'm either a) suddenly become filthy rich because it miraculously raining cash in front of my house the night before or b) i'm 55, menopausal and retired
my first job : customer support at standard chartered bank. which i only managed to last 3 days.
my indulgence : tv. movies. food. my cats. photography. blogging. internet all day long. and taking shower once a day, late in the evening during weekends.
my last purchase : some muffins this morning for breakfast
my favorite movie : between top gun and love actually
my inspiration : randomness
life is : as you make it
love is : being able to fart in front of your boyfriend without him looking at you disgustingly
i personally like to tag farrah, nash, (because they havent been blogging for such a long time) and farahani (who's just started to re-blog. congratulations, girl. i can't wait to stalk you) and whoever else is reading. i'd tag ayis too but he doesn't blog.
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