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Friday, 28 December 2007

hello mr blog...

Today I spent most of my day waiting on the phone for Sky...damn call centres! I also attacked the sales which was a frightening experience i don't want to have to go through again for a long time *shudder*

What's everyone upto for new years? I'm still organising mine...very last minute, i know...

I watch far too much simpsons...6th one today...

Ramblings...
6:34 pm


Toast!






      Name: Sami/Arayende/Namelessdoll
      Age: 22
      Birthdate: 11th August
      Height: Tiny
      Location: London, UK
      Orientation: Straight
      Status: Single
      Ethnicity: British-Asian/Random


      Well here I am again, writing a self-summary...its reasonably hard to do one of these things because you don't really know how others perceive you and the way you perceive yourself changes quite often just through the things you experience. I'm a bubbly, random, intuitive, caring, crazy, intelligent-and-yet-occasionally-very- blonde girl who has a lot to say. I have the ability to speak for England and yet I can also be the shyest person in the world...it really does depend on the situation. I suppose that makes me human.

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