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Thursday, November 16, 2006
It just turned Thursday today, yet quite some things have happened since I last wrote.

Wait, I just remembered I learnt a new word like a few days back; Alpha man. In layman's terms, it's simply a manly man. Don't ask me what a manly man is. Lols.

And I'm kinda hooked to Paris Hilton's "Nothing In This World". Yes, she's bimbotic and all that, but I can't seem to get the song outta my head.

So anyways, later on the night of Monday, I received quite an interesting e-mail. An e-mail from HIM to be precise (no prizes for guessing who 'HIM' is). It's a long story, but in short, it's the first time a guy has ever confessed that he had(has) feelings for me. All along I thought I was the one leading him on, but in fact he thought HE was the one leading me on. That's why it's always good to wait for the other party to talk. Hah. So yah, I actually told him I didn't have any feelings for him (don't laugh ok). FYI, the e-mail wasn't written for this topic.

Bla Bla. I think I actually saw him outside the library the next day, but I just made my way to my intended destination. Oh yah, I spilled 3 cups of Soya Bean Milk at the Design Canteen during lunch =
Had a meeting with the DD on Wednesday afternoon. Kinda inspirational for an hour talk. Mmmm. Got ready for 'Gemilang'. So we were supposed to go through a technical run with the Drama peeps but they didn't turn up, so I guess we did our own thing? I just hope none of the pics nor video gets posted online or somethin'.

I missed Project Runway. Geez. But I'd fun fooling around and getting to know the rest of the people from the other sub-groups better. So yeah, missing one episode won't kill me I guess.

Ooooo, my dad's friends from the mosque were coming over to our house for lunch or somethin, and my mum was like telling me,"If you're gonna wear that, you'd better leave before they come. If not, you'll give your dad a bad impression".

I was wearing a denim skirt.

In my mind I was like,"Please let me not get hitched to a true blue M____".

Even my mum is feeling the pressure.