Ahhh. I'm having such a hard time DECIDING. I hate making decisions. I'm a wishy washy person. And indecisive. And stupid. OK maybe not stupid. *BRIGHT SMILE* Last night's sleep was horribbbble. I spent the whole night devising ways to keep the disgusting ghostly image out of my mind. Right now, I would like to admit my greatest fear of all to everyone reading this. I hear you say, "OMG LEE JIA YI fears? She actually fears something? B-b-but she's feared by everyone!" Thank you very much, I know you admire me lots, but yes, I do get scared (albeit a teeny weeny bit) at times. And only for very good reasons. Yesterday, I don't know what got into me, I started watching this show called "The Descent". And it's OMFG R21 can! (In Singapore, at least. In like, Norway, it the age limit is 15!!) I am traumatised for life, and will not attempt to watch any more horror movies for the rest of the year. Come to think about it, I actually only watched one horror movie last year too! And that's "One Missed Call"! On like, the plane from Japan to Singapore lah!! OMG so ulu. >_< But seriously, I hate extremely visual things. Surprising, I am completely fine reading horror stories, or listening to ghost stories, but NEVER NEVER NEVER horror MOVIES. I take for I see too seriously. Like, seeing is believing. OK, I shall stop blabbering on and on and on like an old lady. But you must believe me! The toilet is like only 10 m away from my room and I RAAAN there when I totally could not control my bladder anymore. Boohoo. From this blog post, I thus make a solemn conclusion. One that will affect my life greatly, from now onwards. I am never ever going to live in Norway. NOT ever.

6/19/2006 09:33:00 pm;