I am the biggest n00b in the world.
So happy got new firmware for my new N95 and I pandai pandai update without backing up the memory.
ALL MY CONTACTS *poof* just like that.
I miss my good old simple, basic phone :(
And MSN is being a bitch, I can’t even rant to my friends properly.
I did find a good amount of the contacts from my last sync with PC Suite but it’s being a bitch as well and I have to save the contact one by one manually to the phone.
Words escape me now. I need ice cream.
I’m going on a diet. Feeling like a tub of lard, looking like it also. Where’s my chin?
Was supposed to buy shoes and ended up getting this instead.
I am hopeless.
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Spent the whole weekend hanging out with the boo, doing absolutely nothing. We checked out Gardens. It was still under renovation, the smell of paint stripper gave me a mild headache.
And we found this Japanese restaurant that serves fugu!!!! I was so excited over it (still am, actually) but I was too full to eat a full course fugu meal. Absolutely going to try it next time and if I’m still alive by then, you will see a blog post dedicated to it.
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I’m going to see Dionne Warwick tonight at the Shang. ZOMG, exciting!
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Just read a post from PreciousPea about eating fugu at Gardens. I think it’s the same restaurant. To be honest, I don’t think they’re serving real fugu, from the looks of it. From what I know, an obvious effect of eating fugu flesh is numbness on the tongue, but that is missing from the the blogger’s narration. And they’re even serving fugu liver…wtf…wiki said it’s ILLEGAL to serve the liver in Japan cause it’s so fucking toxic.
Real or fake fugu? RM 150 is way too much to pay for a fake thrill. I think I’m more inclined to try The Real McCoy in Japan now.
Was brushing my teeth when my Mom called me.
“urmmmmm bushing merr tettttth”
“har WHAT?”
“urmmmmm bushing merr tettttth”
“WHAT!?”
“AM BRUSHING MY TEETH”. Cue toothpaste and saliva dripping onto table and phone.
“Oh, call me back!”. Click.
So I called my Mom back after I’ve finished with my ablutions*.
*So thesaurus.com right? LOL. Learnt that trick from another celebrity blogger.
Anyway….my mom wanted to tell me that my brother’s car almost got stolen. He was going for his morning badminton session and found the inside of his car, near the ignition exposed. Asshole had ripped out the housing. He had gotten into the car by smashing the window.
Well, something must have scared him for him to not drive the car away. So lucky for us, it could have been the second stolen vehicle incident in our family. Yeah, my Mom’s car got stolen before.
Damn..security nowadays is so lax man!