I've fallen in love with Nana. Pretty surprised when I found out Osaki Nana's seiyuu was Paku Romi. I've never been more happy that my family calls me Nana in my life. ♥ I wanna buy T-shirts with the number seven on them. But I don't want the football jersey kind. Speaking of buying...I bought new sneakers. The one with laces. Now I can buy shoelaces. hehe... =P Did I mention that I now own a total of FIVE Yami no Matsuei manga? If I didn't, well I do. Teh joy~. And teh lightness of teh purse. T.T

Erm, last week would have marked a month of me trying to learn to play Destiny Island on the piano. I can play the first two pages reasonably fluently now, though nowhere near the stated tempo. Feels rusty, wasted and slow. T.T Who takes a whole month to learn two pages??

I'm going to OU to meet Yvonne and Elaine, Saf and Rai (Unless there's a change of plan that I don't know about..) later today, but my dad is being a pain and I'm kinda angry with him right now. Guys, I'll probably be kinda late I guess.

Ooh, I've been asking around, if I was an animal, what animal am I most like? Three friends, a mother, a sister and a freind's mother voted peacock. Am I really that vain? o.0?? I never noticed. Though two friends and a friend's mother said it's cause I walk funny and one sister said it's cause I'm arrogant. T.T (That's even worse.) And I can't say that they were conspiring together, cause most of these people don't know each other. One sister and one father did say I was a cat though. (Their reason being that I'm lazy. I feel like I'm being bullied somehow.)

Tomodachi-tachi, I'm really sorry for not commenting on your posts, I do try my best to read them though. Except, I'm a little behind time, and commenting on them sometimes is rather redundant, cause it's something that happened so long ago and stuff.

I haven't had any fish dreams in a while, but two nights ago I dreamt I was Joker, last night I dreamt I was Jack Sparrow (and that I hadn't taken a bath in fourty years, but lets not go into the details.) It seems that I only dream when I'm at home. Something must be wrong with my bed in college.

The night of Merdeka eve I did a performance. A Malay dance. In all my life, I've never performed a dance before. That was a first. ^^ (Stacey said I dance like a flower, cause I was so bendable. Then she amened it with a 'like a sotong'. So I dunno if it was a compliment or not. ^.^;) I don't think the performances were all that great, but the audience were exceptionally responsive, so the event was a success. =D I really, really miss choir though. *sigh~*

Ooh~ I have an atm card now, which means I can finally withdraw my scholarship money. I feel so...grown up. Minus the sad feeling that usually accompanies the feeling of grown up-ness. Of course, I have to first figure out how to use the Automatic Teller Machine thing.