That's not my name.

Jeeezus McChrist. I just made the mistake of picking up my phone to a random number and had to have a 15 minute chat with a stalker from like two months ago. I kid you not, I blocked his number on my Corby (One major reason why I love my Corby; you can block numbers!) and when I transferred my SIM to my backup phone he's STILL calling me! What the hell!

And don't get me wrong I sure as hell gave it to him, telling him to fuck off and that I had absolutely no interest in people who wanted to get to know me just cos they think I'm hot (Ahem DIDI and AFIQ) and such. In the end I said I'd give him my Facebook name if he would hang the fuck up. And he agreed. So now I'm anticipating a stalker request on my Facebook.

Brace yourselves people... For the first time in history a STALKER is going to be on my Facebook friends list.


Current annoyance: Stalkers and people who think they're models just cos someone took a hi-res picture of their hand and put it in a magazine or whatever.

Latest MSN message received: AND I DUCKED IN EMBARRESSMENT OF BEING SPOTTED SPYING ON THEM - Boob.

Most recent neural activity: I'm always gonna be fat aren't I.

Last thing that happened: A bug flew right at my eyebeal.