3am
3am and i'm still in the computer room reading on Chlamydia infection. Such a sad sad life.
Wasted my day eating and mucking around today. Watched one episode of i guess i guess i guess...
This episode they had 5 girls who look and sound like reporters, and we need to guess which one is an actual reporter. Man i got it wrong!! They made those girls read out random news - like the first girl had to read about how they play porno to the pandas to stimulate their libido to procreate and how the pandas starts imitating those movements......i was cracking up listen to her read the news out in the very reporter like tone and professionalism - have NO idea how she kept the straight face!
All these girls - they all sound very similar- the cute girl but professional sounding voice. Its funny - they all apparently have no problem finding jobs - cos their bosses thinks they look professional and presentable or something like that. also probably they are confident about themselves bah?
And i learnt today from vidya that barbie doll and ken doll used to be brother and sisters. And vidya's patient's daughter is now playing with a pregnant barbie doll. Yes, they make pregnant barbie dolls these days. So who knows what ken and barbie have been busily up to all these years....@_____@
Oh, and they were saying on the show that reporters usually don't care as much about what they are wearing in their lower half of the body cos its usually not seen - and they made a comment on that it may be interesting if they wear underwear underneath!!! Interesting thought...
Guess we all really have to look at life from a bright perspective eh? If we view what happens in life with a positive outlook, then, we see whatever happens as good things. and that way we keep happy.
That's why i'm unhappy at times to be a rubbish bin. Especially to those that i really care about - cos while mundane rubbish thrown at me i can handle and get rid off, rubbish from those i care about remains in the bin to be cleared...duno when. I like to solve things, and sort things out and make pple happy. All of this i've mentioned before. But those rubbish thrown at me - most of the time they are the inorganic, undigestable plastic bags in the rubbish pile that will never disintegrate and be sorted out. One can only speculate and sympathise and empathise.
Anyhow, i digress. I guess i better go and read about how to diagnose chlamydia infection in women.
zzzzzzzzZZzzz....
Wasted my day eating and mucking around today. Watched one episode of i guess i guess i guess...
This episode they had 5 girls who look and sound like reporters, and we need to guess which one is an actual reporter. Man i got it wrong!! They made those girls read out random news - like the first girl had to read about how they play porno to the pandas to stimulate their libido to procreate and how the pandas starts imitating those movements......i was cracking up listen to her read the news out in the very reporter like tone and professionalism - have NO idea how she kept the straight face!
All these girls - they all sound very similar- the cute girl but professional sounding voice. Its funny - they all apparently have no problem finding jobs - cos their bosses thinks they look professional and presentable or something like that. also probably they are confident about themselves bah?
And i learnt today from vidya that barbie doll and ken doll used to be brother and sisters. And vidya's patient's daughter is now playing with a pregnant barbie doll. Yes, they make pregnant barbie dolls these days. So who knows what ken and barbie have been busily up to all these years....@_____@
Oh, and they were saying on the show that reporters usually don't care as much about what they are wearing in their lower half of the body cos its usually not seen - and they made a comment on that it may be interesting if they wear underwear underneath!!! Interesting thought...
Guess we all really have to look at life from a bright perspective eh? If we view what happens in life with a positive outlook, then, we see whatever happens as good things. and that way we keep happy.
That's why i'm unhappy at times to be a rubbish bin. Especially to those that i really care about - cos while mundane rubbish thrown at me i can handle and get rid off, rubbish from those i care about remains in the bin to be cleared...duno when. I like to solve things, and sort things out and make pple happy. All of this i've mentioned before. But those rubbish thrown at me - most of the time they are the inorganic, undigestable plastic bags in the rubbish pile that will never disintegrate and be sorted out. One can only speculate and sympathise and empathise.
Anyhow, i digress. I guess i better go and read about how to diagnose chlamydia infection in women.
zzzzzzzzZZzzz....
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