Having owned this phone for several months now, I had a look at my phone dictionary’s entered words—the ones it doesn’t already know that you have to programme in manually—and some of those were surprising. Clearly, I put them in because they were used often enough. A lot are also meaningless sounds I generate in real life then attempt to spell. (Those with asterisks are also in the dictionary as-is; I censor curses online, so why not on SMS too.)
Here’s the complete list:
| abt |
agh |
aiyah |
aiyoh |
| argh |
aww |
b**ch |
bah |
| bk |
blog |
brg |
bukit timah |
| cheh |
cheong |
comfy |
crap |
| damn |
dodgy |
duh |
durian |
| f**k |
farrer |
gd |
geez |
| haduken |
haha |
harrumph |
heh |
| hehe |
jinx |
k? |
k. |
| lah |
lasagna |
karting |
kenna |
| keppel |
KL |
ltr |
miffed |
| mucus |
muppet |
NUS |
okeydokes |
| okeydokey |
okeypokes |
omelette |
omg |
| ooh |
peking |
piang |
phew |
| pimple |
pissed |
prawn |
psp |
| pui |
queasy |
rsvp |
sh*t |
| sian |
skiver |
slut |
snobbish |
| smurf |
tmrw |
twds |
USB |
| VW |
vickiho |
wah |
yay |
| yikes |
yum |
zdnet |
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It seems I read the most posts on Tuesdays. I’m guessing Monday being a moderately well-read day is due optimism about a new work week and promises to myself to keep the posts I read of the strictly work-inclined variety (i.e. tech blogs, business blogs).
Tuesdays I forget my promise easily and read a mix of fun blogs, friends’ blogs, personal interest blogs…Oh crap, what about all those tech blogs? Better click on some of those, too.
Wednesdays to Fridays start a steady (and strangely even, going by the chart) decline as deadlines catch up and I realise that articles get written when I actually write them—as opposed to clicking idly through my feed reader “getting inspiration”.
And the amount of time I spend reading on weekends is limited to the precious minutes as I read in bed, planning to conquer new reading ground, but always before the narcolepsy washes over me.
It’s like playing Russian roulette, because I never know if I’m going to wake up face-down on the keyboard, next to the laptop (getting my face fried by the fan) or mysteriously, miraculously tucked in bed.
Who knew a feed reader could say so much about you?