just had this incredible urge to describe myself & blare it out, mainly because my mind's too chaotic to hold much stuff for long periods before it flounces off to some ditzy thing.

Let's see..


well, i like warm, fuzzy stuff (reminds u of elle wood's snap cup? ha) but at the same time, i reject them. I abhor being portrayed as-Oh, that sweet girl, but i like to help pple spontaneously at times. but that doesn't mean i have this streak consistently. reason why i violently reject this 'Sweet girl tag' is coz..i have a foul, petty temper that flares easily..it's true! it's definitely not moodswings..well, partially.


sounds scary huh. i'm pretty introverted too. i clam up and shy away most of the time. strangely, at certain occasions, even though i'm the new person there, i make noise and behave like an extrovert. but there's on very very rare occasions. when the blue moon gets cheesy.


ah, yes..domesticity. i'm not domestic, coz i don't wash my clothes, mop the floor and stuff. bUt. that doesn't mean i can't (except for clothes washing). on the contrary. haha..it's basically out of pure lazyness that i don't do household chores. i can't cook too..nah, scratch that. i can't cook well. hhaha..yeah. but baking once in a cheesy, blue moon is great. cookies. maybe coz i love eating cookies? damn. it shows. which goes to say that Yes, i'm alsO a great procrastinator.


so, how'd i describe myself? ah yes..a cat. *smiles* what. so what if i have a cat. hhaaha..
i have a lazy mind too. won't think if i can. sleep for tremendous ages, loves to slack and stone, and read. would love to learn dancing though, but can't afford it. *sigh* i wish i had a voice when i was younger. to protest against my piano classes and switch to ballet.


all in all..i'm just screwed up. and u know what? i think i'll remain in this screwed up stage awhile longer. before i whack the dust of my arse, & get the grind movin'.


Bout time too.