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RocketJim Thinks This Post Is Random



You know life isn't that bad if my main worry is what costume to rent for a dear friend's Farewell cum Halloween party. I'd always think myself as a pretty intelligent person...somehow many bimbotic situations 'pollute' my life. Teehee. Oh well. Who wanna read about depressing stuff anyway?

Ok peeps! Vote now! Police officer or nurse? Although I am beginning to think the jailbird is damn cute lah.

As a very random aside. I had a flight recently to Toronto...and I didn't explore the city. Such a waste. Niagara Falls was not that far either. *slaps head* But silly old me was still in full summer mode and forgot that it's about fall now...in the northern hemisphere (wayyyy north). I was cold half the time there. I even packed a bikini to Toronto. *slaps head again* My $20K degree just went down the drain. I dunno how I keep getting these bimbo moments.

So the main thing I want to say is that, I had a creepy experience in Toronto. Maybe I was dreaming or caught in those irritating half conscious/half asleep stage. But I heard intence 'rubbing' of my duvet while in bed. I was scared shitless lah! Didn't know what to do, I didn't even dare open my eyes and reach over to switch the light on. Kept repeating "Om mani padme om" in my head. Weird as hell. Damn, it was creepy. The sound felt so near. I finally opened my eyes and thank god I didn't see anything. The sound stopped immediately though. Yikes.

The odd thing was, I didn't even change my room. I continued staying in it throughout most of the next day. I was so hooked on Canadian tv. The following night I slept with the nights on.

Sometimes I really think I am from Mars. Bimbo street, Mars.