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Sunday, August 3, 2008
All in a Day's Work ; 23:57

didnt know it could be such a draining task.. hmm..
you know theres always this occasional yellow plastic beg
placed at your gate for the recycle thingy?
well yeah,and my mum was like asking for a "volunteer"
and so i did - but with a deal, of course. hee xD
which is; SHOPPING spreeeeeeeee!

and my mum agreed!
0.0 but then again, she tends to agree almost on anything..
me: Mum, i wana go backpacking.. with friends ONLY.
mum: ok.
me: i wana study overseas.
mum: ok. new zealand?? i've always want to open a shop there..
me: 0.0 erm. erm. i wana migrate
mum: ok. bring me along, kayy =)
me: *bang head on wall*(dont know want to hurray or what..)

back to where we were!
half a day later, and the beg was literally tearing apart.
sheesh. i know we have to be green but the least they could
is provide a better quality plastic if they want the beg to hold..
to whereever its sent to.

so i placed the beg in the living room
and my sisters started looking through the stuff that i wanted
to recycle/ give away/ throw.
and they were like,
"you giving away the shirt i bought for you?"
"You never wear this dress, right?"
but before i began my springcleaning,
i made sure that i'm only giving away those that
i no longer use/ never use before.
and yeahh, i mean, why should i keep those that i've not used for years!
i gotta keep making way for new ones (right?)
but they took out some of the clothings which
i guess Mr. Plastic Beg is very thankful for, indeed.

and you know what?
this may sound kinda geeky or whatever you may want to call it but:
what do i mean, you might ask?
i meant, i've stacked them according to..
style/ event or whatever it is laaaaaaa as in,
ncc shirts - 1 stack
dresses - 1 stack
hoodies/cardigans - 1 stack
formal/ collared - 1 stack
tees - 1 stack
traditional(s) - 1 stack
apparently, some most of them need to be
broken down to several other stacks 0.0
but i like my wardrobe, for now 0.0

now now..
wheres my books?..


Nursimah "Shimmy" Wahed
HAHAHAH can't believe i just typed my full name =.=
NCC East
TPian; FDMer
what more you need to know?

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