Finally, the cooking part of F&N's over and done with.
I think that's like a major relief.
Thank god (and I mean literally) for a mother like mine.
Else, I think I'll be dead by now.

You know, I think I'm a very difficult person to live with.
Sometimes, I contradict myself.
Then I get very choosy and picky.
And did I mention how petty I can be?
Not to forget snobish and arrogant.
On the contray, I can be a really fun, person.
A real livewire (livewire, not wild-child. Note the difference. Like duh, there is one!)
So on the whole, I'm just an unassuming unpredictable person who'll blow her top and hurl really insightful insults at you, should you push the wrong buttons.
So mind your words. But then again, you don't really have to. I think.
See? Told you. I'm just downright unassuming.
The bottomline of this rant is, to all those who have managed to stick with me like rice paste, thankyou very much.

I think I should be less frank.
Sometimes I feel like I say things which hurt people, and I don't realise that.
Perhaps it's beause I'm not used to beating around the bush.
I'm working on that characteristic of mine.

Goodness, Aishwarya Rai is so gorgeous.
Anna and I were having this really interesting (and gossipy) chat earlier on.
She's fun. And funny. And alot like me (:
I think we can both be blur-blobs and have crappy convos all day long. =)
Especially about America's Next Top Model, Hollywood, diets, full-figures and etc;

I wanted to paint my nails.
But I forgot.
No, I din't forget to paint them.
I forgot what colour I wanted to paint them in.
God, just kill me.

Anyway, for now I think we all have better things to worry about then the colour of my nails.
Like the mid-years for instance?
Seriously.
DHIVVYA! FOCUS!
Right.