She had taken one mouthful of the chocolate torte, but she knew she couldn't possibly eat another.
It was delicious.
- Non-indicating impatient drivers: Specifically, I'm talking about how at that X-intersection near my house, the traffic lights go green almost at the same time as the little man allows me to cross. The drivers turning left have to wait for me to cross the road, and they sort of inch forward a bit impatiently. That's understandable, so if I see that a driver is indicating left, I walk really fast. But those drivers that don't bother to indicate, but still turn left and move forward impatiently... that's so rude. Read the road code people.
- The new Schwarzkoph (or however you spell it) rose oil-scented shampoo my mum got: I've never encountered a shampoo that worked quite this badly. Yay for anti-advertising.
- People chewing too loudly: It's not really the most pleasant sound in the world. I don't mind slurping though XD
- A whole lot of equally-sized circles arranged closely together: I don't know why, but it makes me think of disease.. ack
I think that's about it, actually (^_^) most of the things that bother me aren't the little things, like friendship issues, assumptions that lead to arguments, that kind of thing.
lol on another note:
I hear my cousin, who's about 10, is taking the piano grade 6 exam~ last time we went to Malaysia, she got bored with a song she was playing and transposed it over and over into every other key. So pro XD
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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3 comments:
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i totally agree with you.
like i walk really fast anyways but the drivers turning are just like *IMPATIENCE* and they move forward and keep moving forward and i feel bad for like the old people and they cant go as fast and they get all angry...
yeah.
l0lz
What's wrong with your rose oil scented shampoo? I shall make note to stay away from it lol.
Kim I hasn't seen you in ages D: (a general teenage exaggeration but hey)
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