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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Gd book... but need a ice chocolate to go with it...

Another spanish test today... i really have no idea wat's wrong with the professor... so damn free... haha~ Received imelia's email today... retarded girl.. retarded in a funny sense... she's like one of my really gd frens...
Smtimes, i juz feel so upset with myself. Know why? coz i often embarrass myself. How? Well, I think it's because of my "cannot be bothered" attitude.... I was on my way to class in the morning and 2 of my classmates from the previous semester called me from behind. I turned... kinda recognize them... but had no idea wat their names were. And one of them said, "Hi Christabel!! how've u been!??" As usual, i was like, "Yeah... i'm fine! Haha~ Wat about u?" And we chatted for awhile... but i felt really bad after the conversation coz they remembered so much stuff about me, like my name, where i was from, when i arrived in NYC... et cetera... but me? the only memory i had of them were that they were in the same chemistry lecture as me last semester. *SIGH* I realize that this isn't the first time such a thing has happened to me... I always never bother to remember people's name (unless it's a cute guy).... bad fren huh? Well, i'm gonna try to change that lousy attitude of mine! haha~
Then i was on my way back and this guy... i think in late twenties tapped me from behind and asked, "Hi! My name is **didn't get his name coz we were in the main street**. Care to be a fren? Wat's ur name?" This kind of situations has happened a few times to me in NYC... and I always nv know how to react. Shld I give him my name? or shld i juz ignore and walk away? Anyway, I didn't give him my name in the end but i also did not juz brush him away rudely. Rather, I smiled and replied, "Have a nice day!"
Well, i think that was a pretty gd reply wasn't it? too bad he wasn't my type of guy... *Wasted*... Life's been gd lately.... love life's kinda lookin up too... soon soon... *evil laughter*