Radius of Comfort Violation

Disney kicks you in the butt. I was watching some movie from Nickelodeon (yep, one of my random dvd rentals) and it was called "Troop Mom" or something. So, when it comes to Nickelodeon, the first thing that pops up in my head was "SpongeBob". Then, after I realized that it was a cartoon, I tried to come up with a TV series from Nickelodeon. First it was Hannah Montana, which later I remembered was a Disney product. Then, I guessed Lizzie Maguire which was also a Disney product. So, yeah.. every little thing I think of today, it's just pure Disney in my head.

Mom went to Bangkok today with her parents and her siblings. Channy's going tomorrow and yeah I'm kinda semi-concerned about her safety though I know it's just a one hour flight to Bangkok from Burma. Can't really imagine how she must have felt when I left, come to think of it..

Staring is the worst thing people could do. Worse than staring is 'invading your radius of comfort'. Ok, imagine there's this circle around me and if someone I don't know stand inside the circumference for a long period of time and say nothing but stare or just breathe, I get the shits. I was shopping for deo today (yep I have to smell good, remember?) On my way outta the car, Steve called about our collabo-bday-party. Thanx to the phone receptions in Burma, I had to stand outside the shopping center and talk with Steve for a while. Now, these two chicks came by and kinda entered my circumference. After two minutes, they were just there staring and talked to each other a bit or two. I stepped away and now they moved closer and even sat down to worship me sweating my ass off being semi-violated by their goodness. All this time I was standing there, all I could think was to make Steve talk faster. Why did I not move? Trust me, receptions phonewise is horrible here. It's quite fun actually. Running around until you can hear the other party.

Speaking of horrible things, my ex flatmate (yep the lazy one I have vowed myself to not talk about) have been giving me nightmares inside my dream and 'outside'. So, in my dream, I kinda dreamt that she was following me around and all that. I am thinking of ways to kill myself right now cos I totally forgot the dream. All I remember is the fact that it was HORRIBLE. So, when I woke up, I saw a card on my bedside table. It was a Valentine's Day card addressed to her from me when I was in Grade nine.

Ok, to clear things up, I had this plan to send a V-day card to nine girls that time. It was just for fun and it's not like I'm totally in love with all of them, plus some of them have boyfriends. I see it as a charitable deed to make sure ugly girls in my high school get some attention. Ok, that was a lie. Yes, it was for my friends and back then they were all like my sisters, oui? But yeah, thanx to 'god of fate', I didn't get to send that card to her. Imagine the boost. But then again, she needs that boost.. especially now.

I've overdozed myself on dried onions and ginger in a packet of sunflower seeds and I just wanna sleep at the moment. A big shout out and happy birthday to my BFF, Ali, my hard rock lady, Jen, and my half Korean brother, Jack.