Mushhhhh

Ok ok ok ok ok.

I, Farah, can be a mushy person. when i want to, that is.
In fact it grosses me (and some of my friends) out to think i can but on the other hand, im relieved to know that i can. so im normal. whatever normal is.

BUT i still roll my eyes at all the excessively lovey-dovey ppl (on escalators,elevators,buses, and all the incredibly unromantic places where they -can you believe it- twine...heh, but its good that they do that on crowded Mrts. Save space. Sheesh. GET A ROOM PEOPLE!) and make snide comments.

Back to me. Mushy. Ive become an emotional mushball lately. Okay. Thats all i can bring myself to type.
Like what someone said...im contradictory. I am an emotional person yet i cant stand people showing their emotions....to which i retorted (i think) "it should be private, mah"

Then again, could it be that im just hypocritical?

Anyways, I just drew up my list of things to pack for Egypt. I have no idea how im gonna squeeze things in my luggage. My main worry however, is to find that i have not packed enough undergarments. Man. Can you imagine recycling? Gross. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeks.