I had a run today, but it was boring: no crowd, and the weather's cold so I almost cramped up my left calf; it always does if I run in the cold. That's why I decline the night run they did during the fasting month. I'd die cramped up. LOL~ I jst ran K11-KTHO-KDSE-and went up through KTR back home through L50... After showering, I had nothing to do; my head's a bit saturated, so I figured I'd better clear it out. So I cleared out my locker. Threw out old stuff, rediscovered lost stuff, reminisced on some. I chanced across the Secretariat stuff I stored from last year...(cue flashback ripple LOL)
Back in the days when I was practically an outcast, knowing nobody outside my class other than a few friends. Now I know more people through being a JKM Secretariat, and have been through some activities both as participant and organiser: joined Scrabble in English Week (finished fourth; sorry Mum!), became the Food AJK AND emcee for PROKID Lambaian U (the best Program; pleasantly deceptive kids), became photographer for both FESCO and 4R:Riang Ria Riuh Raya (got my hands on a DSLR, borrowed from Dr Sulaiman), as well as the multimedia AJK AND Mural Artist for FESCO. OH GOSH~ Not to forget being an emcee for Malam SeBlast dinner...the best uni-wide exposure, ever. Hehehe...Going through these activities was enriching - know more people, get more exposure, and get my talents out there. I really appreciate knowing all the friends that I've obtained from these activities. THANKS GUYS AND GALS~
Now I don't know what to do about my collection of Men's Health. And the other magazines. Not to mention my bags - now I know why girls are addicted to bags and shoes. LOL. I'm finding a way to auction/sell off them (maybe) to earn extra cash. But I'm saving one for my little brother...
Oh BTW, the klepto strikes back. I came back from my faculty this morning, and just as I was about to reach for my charger, I found it gone. I WAS NOT IN THE MOOD for this, so I just faced him/her to reclaim my charger. True enough, it was with him/her. It must be that he/she thought that I will not return to my room last night. If that's the case, then that would mean there were other nights when I'd not return to my room that he'd do the same thing. EFF!!!!!!!!!!!! You've taken my sewing kit and my perfume, and that's fine. I've let that go. But don't you dare say that I took the perfume spray that belonged to C*T. IT'S SNUGLY SITUATED IN YOUR LOCKER. AND YOU HAVE THE NERVE AND THICK FACE TO USE IT EVERY SINGLE DAY WITHOUT SHAME.
I AM NOT IN YOU LIFE, AND YOU ARE NOT IN MINE EITHER. STOP TAKING MY STUFF. EFF YOU.
p/s: Taking long, luxuriant showers with delicate body scrubs won't make you magically light-skinned: You've got to talk to God (or a plastic surgeon) to turn your charcoal skin into fair ivory (like mine).