which means i have some time to waste updating my blog.
yes i am aware that i did not blog in october.
because i was too busy with my studies.
huhu.
moving on. seeing as how its the critical week for most students, most of the blogs i frequently visit aren't being updated. or they're just using that as an excuse for not updating. (like me, sometimes :P). since no one is updating, i might as well update mine.
few weeks back, i went home despite threats of doom from my plant design project mates, specifically the girl in the group, lets call her lady gagah. ahaha. see everyone is under immense pressure of meeting the deadline, and blissfully happy me has the time to go home, so some people weren't too happy about it. haha. but i went home anyways. its not like i didn't do my work or anything. just had to go home for some errands i needed to take care of.
anyways, not what i wanted to talk about. fast forward, it was almost sunrise, i was going to sleep after working hard on my part of plant design report, (in case my group mates decided to read), when i saw something on my bedroom floor....
that suddenly moved.
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oh my god what the bloody f**k!
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katak rupanya. syaitan betul.
i have never been a big fan of frogs. just don't like em.
or any reptiles for that matter. jap, are frogs reptiles?
amphibians kot. tak kisah la.
after screaming like a little girl, i tried to lead the frog out of the house. its too gooey for me to be touching it, so i was like guiding it on where to go rather than picking it up like a man should. hahaha.
and continued yelping like a sissy everytime it decided to jump in an opposite direction.
gosh if there were girls in the house at the time, i'd probably never end up getting married. hahaha.
after much directing, much jumping done by both the frog and myself, (perhaps i was jumping a bit more than the frog), i finally led the amphibian out of the house. fuh. took me awhile too. hour plus i think, because i couldn't get it to go where its supposed to go. they should make this a sport, frog-directing.
let's hope for my sake the frog doesn't go telling on me to a princess that tries to kiss it. that would be embarassing.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="222" caption="frog prince yang kecik hati kerana aku takut ngan dia."]
[/caption]some things that you're afraid of when you're little, but there are some things you're just afraid of, no matter how old you are, and no matter what you do about it.
when i was little, i was so afraid of the dark and/or ghosts. like really, really afraid. everytime i wanted to take a shower, i'd need to have someone accompany me and stay outside the door. and i'd be trying to force my eyes open everytime i take a bath, so that i can see if there are any ghosts lurking around. haha. scaredy cat.
but that was when i was little. haha. i think maybe the ghosts are afraid of me nowadays, being so sarcasticly evil.
i was also afraid of heights. and i still am. see there are things you can overcome, like fear of ghosts and stuff. but some, you can't. as far as i can remember, i've been trying to get rid of my fear of heights. everytime i go somewhere high, i try to look down to the ground below and get rid of it. but its just not possible. no matter what. no matter how many times i try, that fear will still be there.
haihs.
but, they say that courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. how this applies to my fear of heights, i do not know. hahha
people say that what you are afraid of now usually has something to do with what you were frightened with as a child. some people are afraid of cats, however unbelievably cute some kittens may be, some people are afraid of cats, probably because a cat scratched them when they were little, maybe.
i don't think anyone ever frightened me with ghosts or frogs or anything when i was a kid. frogs are just gooey. its not fear. its unlike-ness. haha. i do not fear frogs, i only dislike them.
what else. oh yes, i have a weird fear of talking to people i'm not familiar with. it takes a lot of courage for me to go talking to someone i've never talked with. it sometimes is ridiculously hard for me to go talking to someone, so i just shy away unnoticed, and sometimes its not just people i don't know, sometimes even with people i know, i'm a bit hesitant to go talk to them. this particular trait of mine sometimes makes matters more complicated than it should be.
haihs.
although i might go around boasting what a smooth-talker i am, in truth i'm not. well not naturally. if you see me smooth-talking someone, yea thats probably not me. haha. or high from sleeping too much.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="260" caption="yes, this might be me, if i was 7 years old. (or mat salleh)"]
[/caption]the reason why i never posted pictures in my blog before is because its kinda difficult with the friendster blog. im not sure how its like with blogger and all that, but its a bit difficult with friendster. but i thought i'd give you guys and girls a treat this time. (and also because i don't have much of anything else to say). o yea, i dislike troublesome things, but then again, who does.
fear of hurting someone's feelings. yes. that's another fear. the thing about being sarcastic all the time, you sometimes go overboard on the sarcasm and hurt someone's feelings. and it has happened quite often to me. if you are one of the people that has been offended by me in the past, i truly am sorry and it probably wasn't my intention to do so. probably. hahaha. (see how bad i am, its a miracle i still have friends).
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="342" caption="the dog might very well be me."]
[/caption]ok i'm getting bored. i dislike being bored. while writing this i actually went reading some random singaporean girl's blog coz she looked pretty in her profile pic. lol. what to do, a guy is still a guy, unless he's gay. hope ya enjoyed the post with the pictures.
till next time, take care friends.
all the best in life.
(no i am not being sarcastic..)
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(i think)
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