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My IQ score was 118 as on October 2006. (looking through my emode results)

Your Intellectual Type is Word Warrior. This means you have exceptional verbal skills. You can easily make sense of complex issues and take an unusually creative approach to solving problems. Your strengths also make you a visionary. Even without trying you're able to come up with lots of new and creative ideas.

Kinda bored so was just browsing through. Wonder if my intelligence has improved in any ways. *grinz* (probably not with all the staying @ home)

Just really jaded. Had my afternoon nap after reading Dan Brown's Angels & Demons. Got up from my nap still feeling the lunch not half digested. Read the novel again till it was around 20:00hrs. Watch teevee. no motivation for anything other than to update my blog. Switch between shows and PC. Waited for my dear to call. Had a herbal chicken soup maggie mee, apple & water. Dear called. Informed me plans for tomorrow. Can't wait for time to tick fast. Was a little concerned that his mom might join us for lunch. I really can't talk with moms. I'll have too little to say. Like how a stranger would find me. Quiet. Actually, I can validate why. I'm afraid I'll say the wrong stuffs. Can't articulate well in Mandarin. Either wrong usage of verbs or would conveniently use English to solve the problem.

Just wonder why life was/is so dull. Don't seem to want to speak to anyone or get out of the house...

Can't sleep just yet, full of mee in my stomach.

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