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skin by: Jane
Thursday, September 14, 2006 @ 5:52 PM

when i have things to tell.. i cant keep it any longer cause i'll get too forgetful about it.. but that got nothing to do with what im writing about next.. or i guess it does.. things to share what i am thinking.. maybe you guys will think why in the right mind would i have the mind set that people would be interested in knowing whats swimming in my head.. to tell you the truth i have no answer to that...


people ask why we have blogs.. some will say.. its an online journal.. and its just a way of sharing their daily life events globally.. others just considers it as their 15 mins of fame with publicizing themselves..but who cares? no one does?


so what is fiza thinking?.. to get into my mind you need to be prepared with the thoughts swimming everywhere constantly like it never stops.. i have spent the most about 4 hours on bed and just do nothing but think and stare at my ceiling.. and no.. i have not lost it.. im perfectly alright.. i can give you a list of a 50 what i have thought about for the last 3 hours.. see no point writing such things down..


even if i see no point of sharing my thoughts and feelings and dreams in this blog.. i see no reason why not end it.. but i choose not to.. and you wont have any interest about it do you?.. i rest my case...

fizah is good at talking things that make no sense at all and she enjoys making readers if there even is any haha..doing so..


when paranoia starts...am going to welcome back my chest pain.. or was it due to my eating?


that whole entry doesnt go anywhere don't it?.. well..thats glad to know..

just so you know.. kevin clash is the man behind ELMO... that cute red furry puppet that you would just want to squeeze tightly.. and no kevin clash is no vertically challenged short sighted guy.. but a tall well built black guy.. who is almost as adorable as ELMO.. and that make you go thinking.. thats amazing how he made his deep low voice to a squeling tone.. but who gives a shit?.. i dont..


now i want to have elmo for myself.. anyone can get me one?..