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my name is fizah sorani
i daydream alot.
thinking too much and being paranoid might just be the words to describe me.
oh, and clumsy too.
elijah wood is LOVE.
smiles totally make my day.
adores family, friends, Allah.
absolutely in love with chocolates.
i psychobabble much.
am still looking for my fairytale ending.



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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

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Sunday, December 23, 2007
news from the dead

hey all !

yep, i'm back.

been so busy lately juggling work with personal life (which includes outings with different groups of people and finishing up Harry Potter; yep i finally bought the book ! HEH)

so this blog has been dead for quite some time and people complain jer. pfft. typical Singaporeans. LOL. :p

hokay.. so what's up ?

for those who are wondering, i'm still alive. and healthy. the previous post was melodramatic of some sort and has little truth about it.

i thought there was something wrong with me but there isn't. it was a bit scary. i had an extra heartbeat ! how cool is that ? LOL.

but everything's back to normal after 1 week's rest. that was the LP concert week. think my heart beat an extra beat for dear Dave Farrell. HEH.

had a flu jab recently so don't think i'll be falling sick for about 6 months into the future. haha, as if !

ohyea, did i tell you a Bangla patient asked for my number ?

(after talking to his brother on his phone; cos he can't speak much English so his brother had to translate the instructions for him)
Bangla: you, number number ? *points to me*
little innocent me: huh ?
Bangla: number, number.
little innocent me: huh ? i'm 21 (i really thought he was asking for my age or something. innocent tak ? LOL !)
Bangla: no, number. next time calling, calling.
little innocent me: *otak kau la* huh ? NO ! *waving my hand to his face* NO.

yep, i did that. i did the "NO" with the actions all.

i can't help it. i'm a hand-gesture expressive person ! i don't think i hurt his feelings though, cos he smiled so cheekily and left.

-.-"

a Bangla asked for my number.

NICE ONE !