I was picking my nose at my desk (it was the itch that convinced me to) and I thought I saw someone watching me from behind from the reflection on my cubicle. I looked harder instead of turning around and no one was there. Why did I get so nervous? I hate that feeling. It’s normal to pick your nose damn it. I had to scratch the itch.
posted by CiaFai @ January 31, 2005
CiaFai, that would be me,pronounced Cha-Fai. I’m not that ordinary female. I'm deep and sometimes people don't understand me. I'm artistic and eclectic. I’m always thinking, a disease I can not get rid of. If it’s not thoughts of a song that I’m writing it’s about the world and how people affect me in this place we call home. I love being me, because everyone isn’t surprised if I do anything crazy or out of the ordinary, they sort of expect it from me. I’m sensitive, strong, and I was told that I’ve got a great sense of humor and a heart of gold. I’m very intuitive to everything and sometimes it scares me. You might think I’m crazy, I really don’t give a fuck!
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