Tonight at work someone tried to have a go at someone I know. Like literally shoving him and shit, trying to pick a fight. Since I was working in the area I noticed the "drama" for a while already. Then my friend came to talk to me about it and half way thru the other guy decided to "attack" him again whilst in the middle of our conversation much to my amusement (and disgust wtf). Mahai damn rude right! At least let him finish telling me story la diu wtf.
And then of cos I became tulan la. I couldn't take him being rude. Sei lan si chai wtf. Plus it was annoying because he was looking for trouble. I suppose he was drunk and felt like pulling a ku wak chai move on someone. But aiyah pls la being drunk doesn't give you the right to be rowdy ok? It gives you the right to bend over the toilet bowl and puke your guts out wtf. I thought he was being ridiculous especially when I was standing like a sohai between them so I spoke up and asked him to back off. It really helps that I'm 5'8" ok wtf.
I think sometimes I'm really made out to be a guy.. dono la my patience when it comes to stupid people literally dwindles to a zero. If the bouncers didn't step in to help I'm not surprised if I might have been hit during the scuffle wtf.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
6 Happy Things!
Decided to layan Arthur's tag cos the poor boy doesn't have any cool blogger friends wtf, but I've decided to do this tag MY way wtf.
I'll blog about 6 things that made me happy this week (and it's not even the weekend yet!).
#1 - Having brunch at Mart 130 to celebrate Ally's recent graduation in her Masters - CONGRATS! I'm very proud of you :)
Ally's - french toast & bacon
Mine - Poached eggs (yum!) with cipolata sausages and smoked salmon. We shared the sauteed mushrooms (bad photo-taking skills = inability to capture entire subject matter wtf)
I was trying to be artistic and shit by asking Ally to take the contrast of the black and orange but the guy's butt in the picture seems to be more interesting wtf
being harassed by a dog. I was cringing because the dog started licking me so I clasped my hands and started begging wtf
#2 - Buying tim tams in my favourite flavours (original, dark chocolate & black forest) for $1.85 a packet! it was on sale! :)
#3 - Being able to sleep in and savouring every bit of my last week of my winter break. Next week it's back to school - kinda looking forward to it even though it sounds damn nerdy for me to be saying it wtf.
#4 - Buying a jacket which was originally priced at $200 for $50! I tell you until today the sign of "SALES!" makes me weak in the knees and I'm not joking wtf.
#5 - My results for sem1 - with considerable amount of effort and a stroke of luck, I managed to get 2 D's and a HD. what makes it even sweeter is that this sem has probably got to be more taxing even though I'm down one subject because I'm juggling 2 part-time jobs as well. however it's not really time to celebrate yet because I have one more sem to go and this is only half a battle fought, so I just have to focus and be patient :)
#6 - Instant noodles with egg - one of my favourite late-night snack. It always reminds me of the time back in high school when I used to eat it often for lunch at the mamak right opposite my school while waiting to go home.. I know right instant noodles wtf. I like lah!
I'll blog about 6 things that made me happy this week (and it's not even the weekend yet!).
#1 - Having brunch at Mart 130 to celebrate Ally's recent graduation in her Masters - CONGRATS! I'm very proud of you :)
Ally's - french toast & bacon
I was trying to be artistic and shit by asking Ally to take the contrast of the black and orange but the guy's butt in the picture seems to be more interesting wtf
being harassed by a dog. I was cringing because the dog started licking me so I clasped my hands and started begging wtf#2 - Buying tim tams in my favourite flavours (original, dark chocolate & black forest) for $1.85 a packet! it was on sale! :)
#3 - Being able to sleep in and savouring every bit of my last week of my winter break. Next week it's back to school - kinda looking forward to it even though it sounds damn nerdy for me to be saying it wtf.
#4 - Buying a jacket which was originally priced at $200 for $50! I tell you until today the sign of "SALES!" makes me weak in the knees and I'm not joking wtf.
#5 - My results for sem1 - with considerable amount of effort and a stroke of luck, I managed to get 2 D's and a HD. what makes it even sweeter is that this sem has probably got to be more taxing even though I'm down one subject because I'm juggling 2 part-time jobs as well. however it's not really time to celebrate yet because I have one more sem to go and this is only half a battle fought, so I just have to focus and be patient :)
#6 - Instant noodles with egg - one of my favourite late-night snack. It always reminds me of the time back in high school when I used to eat it often for lunch at the mamak right opposite my school while waiting to go home.. I know right instant noodles wtf. I like lah!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
BWARGH.
I came home today to some bad news.
Two of my closest friends back home got into major car accident to the extent that my friend's car was a total loss.
It was a head-on-head collusion and from the sound of it, it must've been bad.
My passenger friend had his head smashed into the wind screen.
My driver friend has complained of chest pains and I can only hope she does not have internal injuries.
However, besides being traumatized and still in shock, both are alive and are not suffering any serious injuries except for some stitches at the eye area and the legs.
I was extremely devastated to hear of such a news considering they were this close to losing their lives.
If they had driven faster, they would have both been gone by now.
When she related the story to me my devastation slowly turned into anger because of what I found out after.
I REALLY HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE STUPID AND INCONSIDERATE.
I'm not trying to be one helluva ignorant loser by saying "oh only in Malaysia you see shit like that" because we obviously know it happens almost everywhere else, but there is no denying the fact that it is VERY COMMON in our home country and it is most unfortunate for me to have to say this, but the reality is our country lacks social capital. You can't even walk down the streets without jumping every time you hear the sound of a motor-bike approaching, and how many times have you found yourself being very paranoid about the stranger next to you, thinking that he might just whip a knife out to rob you? How many times have you hold on to your hand bags so tightly because you were afraid that you might be pick-pocketed or that someone might just snatch it and in the worst-case scenario, take your life in exchange for a measely amount of cash that will probably never last them for more than a month anyway considering most of these cases involves drug-addicts who will probably go a mile just to get some money to but themselves some stash? This matter hits close to home because my mother was killed by a snatch-thief when I was 3, back when this matters weren't as common as it is, sadly, becoming now. He was never caught but I have found solace in accepting that he may be walking free in years to come and may NOT be repenting for his actions just yet, but there would come a time when he he will suffer for selfishly taking my mother's life.
I grew up in the place for 19 years and have experienced one too many road rage incidents (the last time I went back and was driving thru the same area my friend had driven on when she got into the accident, I unintentionally bruised a fucker's ego on the road by not letting him cut into my lane and he tail-gatted me dangerously all the way, wind down his window just to yell "OI BODOH, MAMPUS LA" at me! fuyoh!). If you know me well enough I'd probably have been very sarcastic because I cannot STAND such stupidity but then my conscience got hold of me and I realized that he would have probably came down and started whacking me out of spite, regardless of whether I am a female because when you're already an asshole and a half, you can't really be bothered about gender equality in the first place.
Anyways my friends were driving on this straight main road (so they have the right of way) but this car came out of a turning and crashed into them, came down, yelled at them because he claimed it was their fault even though he KNEW they had the right of way. My passenger friend got out of the car and he was bleeding profusely in the head and obviously, needed some medical attention so he asked if that asshole could send them to the hospital, but the fucker blatantly refused and conveniently drove off!
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?
True, accidents occur because of neglect from either one or both parties, but what is the USE of pointing fingers when lives are at stake? What if they were so badly injured and the person didn't send them to the hospital and because of that they died? Why is it so hard to people to just ADMIT to their fucking mistakes and DO SOMETHING about it, instead of playing the blame game?
Stories like this makes me EXTREMELY pissed off because this is a classic case of a road bully. I don't get why is it so DIFFICULT to just HELP someone who is in need of help after an accident, regardless of whoever's fault it may be. Unless you are alone, and someone crashed into your car, do NOT get out of your car because in Malaysia, you're bound to get car-jacked, and it has happened one too many times. Drive to the nearest police station (which unfortunately.. is not really the best option because we ALL know how unclean, inefficient and dishonest MOST of them are - and since I'm on this topic, they should really stop being defensive of their wrong-doings and try to cover-up because really, walls have eyes and floor have ears) or CALL a friend or relative to help you out.
Every time an accident occurs all you see is a bunch of fucking 4D number seekers intending to get number plates of cars involved in the accident to buy lottery tickets or just a bunch of fucking Ah Bengs crowding around the car just to seek profits out of towing the car to THEIR workshop so they can handle the damage and make people pay EXORBITANT PRICES. My Stepmother was a victim of this scam, and they took advantage of her vulnerability because she was ALONE when the accident occurred and shen she argued that she wanted to wait for HER mechanic to sort it out for her, they demanded RM 50 from my Stepmum for them to release her car.
AGAIN, why are these people so DISGUSTING. I can't even begin to explain how extremely appaled by this uneducated assholes and it angers me that there are people in this world that are so uncivilized.
On the plus side, my friends managed to get hold off the fucker's car number plate and I can assure you that karma IS a fucking bitch and that he will PAY for being such an inconsiderate bastard.
Two of my closest friends back home got into major car accident to the extent that my friend's car was a total loss.
It was a head-on-head collusion and from the sound of it, it must've been bad.
My passenger friend had his head smashed into the wind screen.
My driver friend has complained of chest pains and I can only hope she does not have internal injuries.
However, besides being traumatized and still in shock, both are alive and are not suffering any serious injuries except for some stitches at the eye area and the legs.
I was extremely devastated to hear of such a news considering they were this close to losing their lives.
If they had driven faster, they would have both been gone by now.
When she related the story to me my devastation slowly turned into anger because of what I found out after.
I REALLY HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE STUPID AND INCONSIDERATE.
I'm not trying to be one helluva ignorant loser by saying "oh only in Malaysia you see shit like that" because we obviously know it happens almost everywhere else, but there is no denying the fact that it is VERY COMMON in our home country and it is most unfortunate for me to have to say this, but the reality is our country lacks social capital. You can't even walk down the streets without jumping every time you hear the sound of a motor-bike approaching, and how many times have you found yourself being very paranoid about the stranger next to you, thinking that he might just whip a knife out to rob you? How many times have you hold on to your hand bags so tightly because you were afraid that you might be pick-pocketed or that someone might just snatch it and in the worst-case scenario, take your life in exchange for a measely amount of cash that will probably never last them for more than a month anyway considering most of these cases involves drug-addicts who will probably go a mile just to get some money to but themselves some stash? This matter hits close to home because my mother was killed by a snatch-thief when I was 3, back when this matters weren't as common as it is, sadly, becoming now. He was never caught but I have found solace in accepting that he may be walking free in years to come and may NOT be repenting for his actions just yet, but there would come a time when he he will suffer for selfishly taking my mother's life.
I grew up in the place for 19 years and have experienced one too many road rage incidents (the last time I went back and was driving thru the same area my friend had driven on when she got into the accident, I unintentionally bruised a fucker's ego on the road by not letting him cut into my lane and he tail-gatted me dangerously all the way, wind down his window just to yell "OI BODOH, MAMPUS LA" at me! fuyoh!). If you know me well enough I'd probably have been very sarcastic because I cannot STAND such stupidity but then my conscience got hold of me and I realized that he would have probably came down and started whacking me out of spite, regardless of whether I am a female because when you're already an asshole and a half, you can't really be bothered about gender equality in the first place.
Anyways my friends were driving on this straight main road (so they have the right of way) but this car came out of a turning and crashed into them, came down, yelled at them because he claimed it was their fault even though he KNEW they had the right of way. My passenger friend got out of the car and he was bleeding profusely in the head and obviously, needed some medical attention so he asked if that asshole could send them to the hospital, but the fucker blatantly refused and conveniently drove off!
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?
True, accidents occur because of neglect from either one or both parties, but what is the USE of pointing fingers when lives are at stake? What if they were so badly injured and the person didn't send them to the hospital and because of that they died? Why is it so hard to people to just ADMIT to their fucking mistakes and DO SOMETHING about it, instead of playing the blame game?
Stories like this makes me EXTREMELY pissed off because this is a classic case of a road bully. I don't get why is it so DIFFICULT to just HELP someone who is in need of help after an accident, regardless of whoever's fault it may be. Unless you are alone, and someone crashed into your car, do NOT get out of your car because in Malaysia, you're bound to get car-jacked, and it has happened one too many times. Drive to the nearest police station (which unfortunately.. is not really the best option because we ALL know how unclean, inefficient and dishonest MOST of them are - and since I'm on this topic, they should really stop being defensive of their wrong-doings and try to cover-up because really, walls have eyes and floor have ears) or CALL a friend or relative to help you out.
Every time an accident occurs all you see is a bunch of fucking 4D number seekers intending to get number plates of cars involved in the accident to buy lottery tickets or just a bunch of fucking Ah Bengs crowding around the car just to seek profits out of towing the car to THEIR workshop so they can handle the damage and make people pay EXORBITANT PRICES. My Stepmother was a victim of this scam, and they took advantage of her vulnerability because she was ALONE when the accident occurred and shen she argued that she wanted to wait for HER mechanic to sort it out for her, they demanded RM 50 from my Stepmum for them to release her car.
AGAIN, why are these people so DISGUSTING. I can't even begin to explain how extremely appaled by this uneducated assholes and it angers me that there are people in this world that are so uncivilized.
On the plus side, my friends managed to get hold off the fucker's car number plate and I can assure you that karma IS a fucking bitch and that he will PAY for being such an inconsiderate bastard.
Monday, July 13, 2009
MVP mania wtf
At the risk of sounding Ah Lian and extremely uncool, did anyone use to watch MVP Qing Ren back in 2003-2004?
I used to love it partly because I was an avid basket baller back in high school, despite not understanding a single word of Mandarin.
That sparked my desire to re-learn Mandarin once again. I grew up speaking Mandarin because of my Chinese-speaking babysitter who took care of me until I was 5, and when my Phillipino maid came, I got so used to speaking in English I sort of forgot almost all of my Mandarin.
It also sort of ignited my interest in Japanese music. The ones on the show used to be stored somewhere in my HD but after a series of pc-laptop changes and hd crashes they were lost forever... or so I thought until I decided to youtube them again! :P
If you did watch the series, you'd probably recognize these songs ("Dearest" used to play when that stupid bitch Angel put on her ham pao face in order to sabotage Xiao Xi's and Chen Fung's relationship wtf and "I Will" used to play when Xiao Xi cries wtf - ok I'm getting a bit carried away here. sorry but you'll only understand this if you watched the series!)
For some reason emo songs in foreign languages are even more emotional than their English counterparts. It's so soothing! I'm going to listen to them before I sleep tonight wtf.
Ah. memories :)
***
What is it with Aussies and "Ta" (Thanks A Lot)?
I used to love it partly because I was an avid basket baller back in high school, despite not understanding a single word of Mandarin.
That sparked my desire to re-learn Mandarin once again. I grew up speaking Mandarin because of my Chinese-speaking babysitter who took care of me until I was 5, and when my Phillipino maid came, I got so used to speaking in English I sort of forgot almost all of my Mandarin.
It also sort of ignited my interest in Japanese music. The ones on the show used to be stored somewhere in my HD but after a series of pc-laptop changes and hd crashes they were lost forever... or so I thought until I decided to youtube them again! :P
If you did watch the series, you'd probably recognize these songs ("Dearest" used to play when that stupid bitch Angel put on her ham pao face in order to sabotage Xiao Xi's and Chen Fung's relationship wtf and "I Will" used to play when Xiao Xi cries wtf - ok I'm getting a bit carried away here. sorry but you'll only understand this if you watched the series!)
For some reason emo songs in foreign languages are even more emotional than their English counterparts. It's so soothing! I'm going to listen to them before I sleep tonight wtf.
Ah. memories :)
***
What is it with Aussies and "Ta" (Thanks A Lot)?
Thursday, July 09, 2009
That thing you do wtf.
I was looking thru pictures in my camera- and turns out I DID take snap some narcissistic cam-whorish pics of my new hair-do right after coming home from the saloon and preparing for work later that night-
here's one out of the gazillions I took wtf:

this is my stupid face and the round thing on the right of the picture right on top of my head is ACTUALLY the coolest thing in my bathroom- it's my shower! I have a rain-shower and that's the highlight of my bathroom wtf.
erm okay, this is stupid. bye.
ps. remember I said I watched Transformers II last night? I did enjoy it but I didn't love it too much to want to watch the first one.. I can see why every other guy I've known have been raving about Megan Fox because she's HOTTTZZZ wtf and pictures I've seen of her in magazines or online does no justice. If I was a guy, I'd too get distracted by her pouty lips and bouncing boobies as she ran and ran haih sex indeed sells huh you cheap bastards wtf.
here's one out of the gazillions I took wtf:
this is my stupid face and the round thing on the right of the picture right on top of my head is ACTUALLY the coolest thing in my bathroom- it's my shower! I have a rain-shower and that's the highlight of my bathroom wtf.
erm okay, this is stupid. bye.
ps. remember I said I watched Transformers II last night? I did enjoy it but I didn't love it too much to want to watch the first one.. I can see why every other guy I've known have been raving about Megan Fox because she's HOTTTZZZ wtf and pictures I've seen of her in magazines or online does no justice. If I was a guy, I'd too get distracted by her pouty lips and bouncing boobies as she ran and ran haih sex indeed sells huh you cheap bastards wtf.
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Dear Mr. Jackson,
I just spent a good hour and a half watching your tributes and memorial service.
I would have continued watching but it was getting late and staring at the TV in the dark was giving me a bloody headache (masalah astigmatism).
Anyways I really hate blogging about anything mainstream and we all know what people have been talking about these days but I felt compelled to say something because you were the one of the more significant things/people I remembered while I was growing up.
So everyone already knew you died last week. I knew it later than anyone else because I'm the type of person that is fucking slow and relies on 2nd-hand updates thru.. erm.. facebook. sadly.
I was born in 1988 and back then you were probably one of the first artist that introduced me to the world of pop.
I wouldn't consider myself your biggest fan or that I loved you as much as I loved Britney Spears (blasphemy!) or the Backstreet Boys (double blasphemy!) but you certainly brought back many childhood memories of mine.
I was the kid that grew up wishing I was as cool as Macaulay Culkin with his baggy outfit rapping in your Black or White video. After all I grew up watching Home Alone so anything related to Macaulay Culkin back then was damn cool how smart of you to have picked him to star in your video! Perfect for attracting younger naive crowds like me wtf.
But I gotta say I really disliked your Earth song video clip. It gave me nightmares. I knew you were trying to send out a really strong message but what did I know about all those shit as a child.. I'm sorry but the video gave me nightmares and the vision of the forest burning up in flames were extremely disturbing.
Something heart-warming tho.. I used to sing You Are Not Alone with my older brother and we tried really hard to imitate your squeals or er, hiccups or whatever you call that thing you do.. ah.. good times :)
But uh I gotta admit that when I was a kid I was damn sohai. I used to mock you about your skin color. One day back at my cousin's old home before it was sold away, I smugly told her "Eh Yuen, Michael Jackson very stupid la. If it didn't matter if he was Black or White then how come he bleached his skin to look white huh huh?"
=.=
Oh well.. I was a kid and I thought I was very smart wtf.
Over the years as people like Britney Spears came into the picture, I became fixated over her music instead and paid less attention to yours.
However, I never really caught up with the stories of your scandalous life. It never really affected me and I didn't care enough to know I suppose.
I guess in many ways many people- kids and adults alike- would agree that they grew up listening to your songs.
Back then, we didn't used to have much entertainment as we have today. We didn't have Wii, or Playstations and we only had DOS games instead of all these power house graphic computer games you get these days and most of our entertainment came from the TV (besides masak-masak.. or transformers or ninja turtles your cipet brother forces you to play with wtf).
In all honesty your death didn't really affected me as much as Princess Diana's death did. But hearing that you've passed on was rather shocking cos it felt like as if another bit of my childhood has just been wiped out like that.
You see, I've lost some loved ones growing up and one of them was my mother. When she passed away, I felt like my first 3 years of life were taken away from me because suddenly she was gone and I couldn't make anymore memories with her, instead I had to hold on to whatever I had of her. Maybe this was one reason why I have significant memories of my childhood because I didn't want to forget how it was like to once have my mother around.. your songs made up a little bit more of my childhood after that.. and then.. now you're gone too.
I guess how I feel about your passing would be the same as to how I would feel if Britney Spears dies one day (choi tai kar lai si wtf).. I'd feel like as if my primary school memories were wiped out because my primary school life revolved around Britney Spears la she was so cool back then wtf.
Death is a really funny thing.. we all know that there is no forever and we are all bound to leave this world some day.. but when it happens we're all left shock and grieving for a loss that we know would happen some day.
So.. Michael Jackson.. I am not your number one fan. but I grew up listening to A LOT of your music.. and you were the reason that kept my brother and I close despite our 4 year age gap during our earlier years before he grew up and decided that he was too cool to have a younger sister and whenever someone asked if I was his younger sister he'll just say no wtf.
Also.. after my mother died there was this big gap to fill and thankfully your moonwalks were our childish way of distracting ourselves instead of crying over our loss.
Thank you for being part of my first 8 years of life, and thank you for getting me fixated on your video clips.. my favourite was Black or White! favourite song to look cool when dancing to would be Beat It. We did it once for our swimming performance and it was a hit! Favourite song to irritate people with is Smooth Criminal ANNIE ARE YOU OK ARE YOU OK ANNIE wtf.
btw a few weeks ago I heard this guy singing We Are The World out loud and I was trying to stifle a giggle because he didn't know half the words to your song but there he was- singing unabashedly in the middle of a crowded tram..
oh and sorry for.. erm.. the comment I made about your "bleached skin" wtf.
Goodbye.
Love,
Eeflin.
I would have continued watching but it was getting late and staring at the TV in the dark was giving me a bloody headache (masalah astigmatism).
Anyways I really hate blogging about anything mainstream and we all know what people have been talking about these days but I felt compelled to say something because you were the one of the more significant things/people I remembered while I was growing up.
So everyone already knew you died last week. I knew it later than anyone else because I'm the type of person that is fucking slow and relies on 2nd-hand updates thru.. erm.. facebook. sadly.
I was born in 1988 and back then you were probably one of the first artist that introduced me to the world of pop.
I wouldn't consider myself your biggest fan or that I loved you as much as I loved Britney Spears (blasphemy!) or the Backstreet Boys (double blasphemy!) but you certainly brought back many childhood memories of mine.
I was the kid that grew up wishing I was as cool as Macaulay Culkin with his baggy outfit rapping in your Black or White video. After all I grew up watching Home Alone so anything related to Macaulay Culkin back then was damn cool how smart of you to have picked him to star in your video! Perfect for attracting younger naive crowds like me wtf.
But I gotta say I really disliked your Earth song video clip. It gave me nightmares. I knew you were trying to send out a really strong message but what did I know about all those shit as a child.. I'm sorry but the video gave me nightmares and the vision of the forest burning up in flames were extremely disturbing.
Something heart-warming tho.. I used to sing You Are Not Alone with my older brother and we tried really hard to imitate your squeals or er, hiccups or whatever you call that thing you do.. ah.. good times :)
But uh I gotta admit that when I was a kid I was damn sohai. I used to mock you about your skin color. One day back at my cousin's old home before it was sold away, I smugly told her "Eh Yuen, Michael Jackson very stupid la. If it didn't matter if he was Black or White then how come he bleached his skin to look white huh huh?"
=.=
Oh well.. I was a kid and I thought I was very smart wtf.
Over the years as people like Britney Spears came into the picture, I became fixated over her music instead and paid less attention to yours.
However, I never really caught up with the stories of your scandalous life. It never really affected me and I didn't care enough to know I suppose.
I guess in many ways many people- kids and adults alike- would agree that they grew up listening to your songs.
Back then, we didn't used to have much entertainment as we have today. We didn't have Wii, or Playstations and we only had DOS games instead of all these power house graphic computer games you get these days and most of our entertainment came from the TV (besides masak-masak.. or transformers or ninja turtles your cipet brother forces you to play with wtf).
In all honesty your death didn't really affected me as much as Princess Diana's death did. But hearing that you've passed on was rather shocking cos it felt like as if another bit of my childhood has just been wiped out like that.
You see, I've lost some loved ones growing up and one of them was my mother. When she passed away, I felt like my first 3 years of life were taken away from me because suddenly she was gone and I couldn't make anymore memories with her, instead I had to hold on to whatever I had of her. Maybe this was one reason why I have significant memories of my childhood because I didn't want to forget how it was like to once have my mother around.. your songs made up a little bit more of my childhood after that.. and then.. now you're gone too.
I guess how I feel about your passing would be the same as to how I would feel if Britney Spears dies one day (choi tai kar lai si wtf).. I'd feel like as if my primary school memories were wiped out because my primary school life revolved around Britney Spears la she was so cool back then wtf.
Death is a really funny thing.. we all know that there is no forever and we are all bound to leave this world some day.. but when it happens we're all left shock and grieving for a loss that we know would happen some day.
So.. Michael Jackson.. I am not your number one fan. but I grew up listening to A LOT of your music.. and you were the reason that kept my brother and I close despite our 4 year age gap during our earlier years before he grew up and decided that he was too cool to have a younger sister and whenever someone asked if I was his younger sister he'll just say no wtf.
Also.. after my mother died there was this big gap to fill and thankfully your moonwalks were our childish way of distracting ourselves instead of crying over our loss.
Thank you for being part of my first 8 years of life, and thank you for getting me fixated on your video clips.. my favourite was Black or White! favourite song to look cool when dancing to would be Beat It. We did it once for our swimming performance and it was a hit! Favourite song to irritate people with is Smooth Criminal ANNIE ARE YOU OK ARE YOU OK ANNIE wtf.
btw a few weeks ago I heard this guy singing We Are The World out loud and I was trying to stifle a giggle because he didn't know half the words to your song but there he was- singing unabashedly in the middle of a crowded tram..
oh and sorry for.. erm.. the comment I made about your "bleached skin" wtf.
Goodbye.
Love,
Eeflin.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
Blasphemy wtf
The title of the post has nothing to do with whatever that I'm going to blog about, however I think the word rocks that it deserves to be a title wtf.
Anyways hello I am back alive and kicking wtf.
So something happened during the time when I finished my finals and the time that I had promised to blog.. something that begins with the letter W and ends with the letter K wtf.
If you're some kinda sick pervert who thinks about sex all the time then good for you because you've managed to go "wank.. hehe" but fuck that. I was kinda tied up with work as always. If it isn't school, it's work. If it isn't work, it's sleep. It isn't sleep then it's godforsaken Max B.. seriously can we PLEASE CHOOSE A DIFFERENT YUM CHAR PLACE ALREADY AH GODDAMIT. oh wait.. Ten Ren's Tea Time doesn't count either because I hate that place with a vengeance! have you ordered their HOT green milk tea with pearls? do yourself a favour: DON'T. it has a stench of unsweetened soy milk. I would order a ice cold pearl milk tea which rocks but it's winter over here and no I can't drink ice cold shit when it's less than 10 degrees, I start to hyperventilate.. ok I'm just being dramatic. I just tend to shiver like I'm suffering from Parkinson's or something so I try to avoid it when I can.
Oh yea and I finally did something.. to my hair! Randomly walked into the saloon last Friday thinking of booking an appointment some time this week when I had more time only to give in to sitting in for about 3 hours for a cut+color but I have to say that my hairstylist did a pretty good job so I didn't mind waiting. Besides, I've had a dye job done for 7 hours before so 3 hours is really nothing. I don't know about others but so far I've never been short of disappointed with the hairstylists I've been to in Melbourne, one was ang moh and the current one I just went to was Korean. I believe in one thing when it comes to hair- sometimes paying a little more helps to prevent hair disasters. I've had hair disasters in the past for being a cheapo and I come out looking like as if someone planted a bowl on my head. Since then, I don't mind paying slightly more for a better haircut/dye job wtf.
Ok enough about hairstylist. On to other happy things!
A day before my final paper some time last week, I headed out for a bit of catching up with Ally.
We went to have cupcakes at this little cupcake store on Degraves St, the cupcakes are to die for! I think they're better than the ones I've tried back home because it has just the right amount of sweetness- the cupcakes itself doesn't taste like every bite you take is one step to you having diabetes wtf and the icing is sweet but not overly so, which complements the cupcakes. Also.. they're really pretty!




Have you ever wondered why a lot of people come back from Melbourne in their first year fucking fat? It's because Melbourne has all this evil goodies- and you're always tempted to try ALL of it in your first year thinking that these evil goodies won't add extra baggage wtf but it's okay, indulge in your first year and lose all in your 2nd year wtf. I put on about 8kgs in my first half year here and then I miraculously lost nearly all of it in the past one year because I suppose my body just readjusted to the weather and also having eaten tried and tasted it in my first year- I've had enough.
if you think you take bad pictures, take a moment and stare at this piece of shit before you console yourself into thinking that others have worst pictures than you do. who the fuck smiles like that?!
Ally
mourning over the failure of my diet regime.. if I ever had one wtf.
this was before I had my hair done btw. as you can see my hair was screaming for help wtf.
this is us, and my very very bad attempt at cam-whoring. I swear to God I'm not cut out to be in this cam-whoring thinggamajig wtf.
Okaaaaaay I guess that's all for today folks. I'll be heading out for dinner and to catch Transformers II.. FINALLY. btw I haven't watched the first and I'm not the slightest bit excited over the 2nd installment just cos I personally don't really fancy action-packed movies. I prefer brainless movies like chick flicks, romantic comedies or inspiring movies like Slumdog Millionaire or Defiance cos I'm a sucker like that or perhaps because brainless people love brainless movies. wtf. but it's okay I'm giving in to peer pressure today and who knows? I might like it so much I might end up watching the first one too.
Anyways hello I am back alive and kicking wtf.
So something happened during the time when I finished my finals and the time that I had promised to blog.. something that begins with the letter W and ends with the letter K wtf.
If you're some kinda sick pervert who thinks about sex all the time then good for you because you've managed to go "wank.. hehe" but fuck that. I was kinda tied up with work as always. If it isn't school, it's work. If it isn't work, it's sleep. It isn't sleep then it's godforsaken Max B.. seriously can we PLEASE CHOOSE A DIFFERENT YUM CHAR PLACE ALREADY AH GODDAMIT. oh wait.. Ten Ren's Tea Time doesn't count either because I hate that place with a vengeance! have you ordered their HOT green milk tea with pearls? do yourself a favour: DON'T. it has a stench of unsweetened soy milk. I would order a ice cold pearl milk tea which rocks but it's winter over here and no I can't drink ice cold shit when it's less than 10 degrees, I start to hyperventilate.. ok I'm just being dramatic. I just tend to shiver like I'm suffering from Parkinson's or something so I try to avoid it when I can.
Oh yea and I finally did something.. to my hair! Randomly walked into the saloon last Friday thinking of booking an appointment some time this week when I had more time only to give in to sitting in for about 3 hours for a cut+color but I have to say that my hairstylist did a pretty good job so I didn't mind waiting. Besides, I've had a dye job done for 7 hours before so 3 hours is really nothing. I don't know about others but so far I've never been short of disappointed with the hairstylists I've been to in Melbourne, one was ang moh and the current one I just went to was Korean. I believe in one thing when it comes to hair- sometimes paying a little more helps to prevent hair disasters. I've had hair disasters in the past for being a cheapo and I come out looking like as if someone planted a bowl on my head. Since then, I don't mind paying slightly more for a better haircut/dye job wtf.
Ok enough about hairstylist. On to other happy things!
A day before my final paper some time last week, I headed out for a bit of catching up with Ally.
We went to have cupcakes at this little cupcake store on Degraves St, the cupcakes are to die for! I think they're better than the ones I've tried back home because it has just the right amount of sweetness- the cupcakes itself doesn't taste like every bite you take is one step to you having diabetes wtf and the icing is sweet but not overly so, which complements the cupcakes. Also.. they're really pretty!
Have you ever wondered why a lot of people come back from Melbourne in their first year fucking fat? It's because Melbourne has all this evil goodies- and you're always tempted to try ALL of it in your first year thinking that these evil goodies won't add extra baggage wtf but it's okay, indulge in your first year and lose all in your 2nd year wtf. I put on about 8kgs in my first half year here and then I miraculously lost nearly all of it in the past one year because I suppose my body just readjusted to the weather and also having eaten tried and tasted it in my first year- I've had enough.
this was before I had my hair done btw. as you can see my hair was screaming for help wtf.
Okaaaaaay I guess that's all for today folks. I'll be heading out for dinner and to catch Transformers II.. FINALLY. btw I haven't watched the first and I'm not the slightest bit excited over the 2nd installment just cos I personally don't really fancy action-packed movies. I prefer brainless movies like chick flicks, romantic comedies or inspiring movies like Slumdog Millionaire or Defiance cos I'm a sucker like that or perhaps because brainless people love brainless movies. wtf. but it's okay I'm giving in to peer pressure today and who knows? I might like it so much I might end up watching the first one too.
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