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Wednesday, August 8, 2007
5:16 AM

There's no shame in being afraid. Hell, we're all afraid. What you got to do is figure out what you're afraid of, because when you put a face on it you can beat it. Better yet, you can use it. Looking back on what I said all those years ago, all the hopes and dreams I had, I've come to the conclusion that if having things turn out the way you wanted them to is a measure of a successful life, then I would be a failure.

I got to admit that good things don't come easy. Infact, they always always come last. And once you grab hold of it, it feels pretty damn good. Sometimes I want to grab hold of so many good things in life that I would pause it at my favorite parts and skip the goodbyes. But am I afraid of being afraid? YES

Anyway on a lighter note, I'm feeling pretty random (not like I'm not random all the time) that I think you should know that:

I'm afraid of dark. I'm afraid of walking at dark places because I'm scared of hmm creepy things. Especially my night after watching horror movie, I still remember after watching Exorcism of Emily Rose, I think I didn't sleep well for a week.

I count my steps when I walk. Pretty strange habit I know but I can't help it. I like to step right in the middle of the tiles because I hate stepping on the line.

I tried to cook rice without water. I just didn't know that I need to put water to cook it. But I'm a pretty good cook now :)

I'm afraid of leg cramps. You know how whenever you have leg cramp, its pain and ur toes feel kind of weird? Pain aside, I'm just afraid I won't feel my toes again and I have cute toes so it would be TRAGIC if I can't move them anymore

I'm easily distracted. Like how everytime someone is talking to me especially when I'm sms-ing, typing or talking, I would accidently type out whatever that someone is talking about.

I'm afraid of cats. Stray ones. Can't remember when but I saw this scary stray cat jump onto someone's lap to reach for the food. I don’t want them to jump on me. I get pretty paranoid around cats, I would just refuse to eat

I repeat Dashboard Confessional so many times I think I ruined it. Omg like how I'm listening to Taking Back Sunday, Jimmy Eat World and Matchbook Romance over and over again now.

I'm afraid of people puking. Somehow it would makes me want to puke too. Peer pressure right

I laughed till I puked once because my friend was really damn funny and I laughed too hard for like a good half an hour bending down

I'm afraid of taking lift alone. I count the seconds for the lift to open and I always stare at the display because I'm scared that the lift will stop moving

I accidently flushed my turtle (Bubu) down the toilet. So all together there was Bubu, Bibi (it was supposed to be bibubibu ) and WeewangwangWeewangwang. My friend said that Bubu might survive with all the shit. Sadness,

I have a thing for cute nerds. The whole Adam Brody type.

I was in a meeting and it was so fucking boring but I can't YAWN. It wouldn't look nice infront of the client so I was really refraining myself from yawning. After that I had jaw ache the whole day.

Like right now, I think I've been listening to Matchbook Romance for the past 3 hours because I fucking don't get enough of it in the office. Note, same song.

I like smelling cheeks. Not butt cheeks pleease, cheeks cheeks.

I cried watching One Tree Hills. Okay la I cried abit during Transformers also when Bumblebee was injured and I thought he was gonna die (ahhh sappy moments).

I can't stand messy collars. I have the urge to fix people's collar if its messy. Even strangers.

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