all paid up!

As of today, Labour Day, i finally paid my dad in full for the Mt Kinabalu trip. Feels kinda good. I hate owing people money. But i guess relief is shortlived. I still have my Sydney plane fare to pay for, and the credit card bill.

Daddies out there, never give your daughters credit cards unless they're mature enough to face the consequences. And, put a limit on it. Then, whenever you guys go out as a family, make her use her credit card. So a portion of her limit is used up. It helps. :)

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My morning jog today was a disaster. I once again couldn't run. I think know i have a fear. Whenever Keith comes along, i have this fear of losing to him. And i know i will. which really doesnt give me reason to fear actually, but it just happens. I had fun at the end of the morning. Went for a swim and i did laps of breaststroke and free style on intervals. Maybe swimming can be my thing now. i said maybe............

i'll stick to the idea of rock climbing.

anyway am very determined to make up for it later in the evening. I just had one of those talks with my mum. Coz i've been dwelling on my pathetic running for too long. She makes a lot of sense. But she's also right on one thing. I'm hell stubborn. And unless i puke my guts out from running, i'll keep striving to get my usual form back. It's not the end until i say it is.

oh and i'm giving PJ Half Marathon a miss. part of me wants to say it's due to exams. it falls right on them. but ther saintlier part of me knows it's coz i'm scared.

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my ankle is fine btw. I'm able to pounce and prance around again. haha....

i watched a Grease Mania on ntv7 just now and was doing just that. Pouncing and prancing around like a high John Travolta. I really really want to catch the musical. I really really do. I just used up RM20 of my mum's phone credit participating in the Astro sms and win contest. I got all the questions right. Results only come out on 15th May. I hope i get tickets. If i don't i'm buying my mum her credit back.


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Just a little something to leave you with. I especially love this song in the movie. for some crazy reason. ahahah


Beauty School Dropout

Your story's sad to tell, a teenage ne'er-do-well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now,
what's left of your career now
Can't even get a trade-in on your smile
Beauty school drop-out, no graduation day for you
Beauty school drop-out, missed your midterms
and flunked shampoo
Well at least you could have
taken time to wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough to have the doctor
fix your nose up Baby get moving (better get moving),
why keep your feeble hopes alive
What are you proving (what are you proving)?
You've got the dream, but not the drive
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out, hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school drop-out, it's about time you knew the score
Well they couldn't teach you anything,
you think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you,
unless she was a hooker
Baby don't sweat it (don't sweat it),
you're not cut out to hold the job
Better forget it (forget it), who wants their hair done by a slob
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled,
and still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to highschool
Baby don't blow it, don't put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it, even Dear Abby's say the same
Now I've called the shot, get off the pot, I really gotta fly
Gotta be goin' to that maltshop in the sky
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool