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Thursday, January 31, 2008
Not lacewhip
Alright, my lace whip friend 嚴重聲明 that she's not a lace whipAnd proved it to me by kissing a random guy on the MRT YES SHE'S NOT A LACEWHIP Fear? I believe i have every reason to NOT remain calm and be freaked out. Actually, not EVERY reason, but well, this is my blog and i can write what i want. First, Kazuya's sister is a ah lian, with an attitude that's not good to please Next, is that his ENTIRE family is part of a gang Third, even though Kazuya (aka Bryan) is not part of a gang, but he's quite famous in Bukit Panjang because of his mum and sis FOURTH, MY FRIEND TOLD ME SHE (my friend) IS A LACEWHIP. (To heck i would believe that you said you were kidding me) *sigh* Back to the first three points, should i thank Shane for telling me or should i regret asking Shane to tell me. I was pretty much shocked at that time. Nope, not that time, but just a few minutes ago? And Fifth Which to me is the most undesirable of all ... I AM STARTING WORK ON MONDAY *Someone just kill me and push me down the building*. Just to put a new picture of BRYAN (aka Kazuya) which i just kopped from his friendster 
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Ended
Com downSad Life goes on Posting at Cattivo's house Without com Life... ENDED Friday, January 25, 2008
WHY AM I SUCH A DUMB ASS?
One day after the release of O level results, i should really be happy, since my results isn't all that bad. Especially for my language papers. I am very satisfied with my language results. Cause let me boast a little, for this is my blog, that all 3 language papers i sat for, had A1. So stop scolding me about my English structure or whatsoever. Cause, i got an A1 for English. *claps*. So, i'm officially an effective bilingual. If you can't live with that, then DEAL with it. And there's always a reason when i talk about language only and not my maths or sciences. Since i had such a not-so-bad grades for my O levels, then why am i still behind troubled. That's the thing. I think i've hurt a guy. Dumb right? It's just a guy, why couldn't get over it? Cause he's freaking sensitive. And nice. And... alright... Maybe not so innocent, but at least, he has a heart. And damn, i've hurt him. I should get over it now. And i hope he does that too. Wednesday, January 23, 2008
April, the best pal and wife (if you manage to win her over)
 I know, i don't look good, but i'm feeling ecstatic now. Cause, i'm finally not feeling nauseous. Even though this is being controlled my medicine, but who cares. As long as i'm feeling better, i'm happy enough as it is. My nails, is back to it's original colour, and this is not such a big deal in comparison to tomorrow O LEVELS JUDGMENT DAY aka RESULTS DAY!! I'm dead. I'm so dead. I'm si kiao kiao le. So, a dead person can't blog, and thus, i shall stop writing here. 姐&姐夫 - 你們要幸福哦，一定要！我真得羡慕你們，因爲你們找到彼此了。真的，真的，真的要幸福哦！！  That's my sis. Very chio right?Too bad for all the guys out there, SHE'S TAKEN. But since i'm on this topic, i might as well continue. I want to introduce a very nice girl (both looks and personality wise). It's very difficult to find such a great combination, but just so coincidentally, i have this friend with me. *tadah tadah tadah*  Tell me, is this girl cool or what? If you want to know her, please email me at yuchingjoy@gmail.comAlongside with your particulars and photo, and we will reply you asap. Oh yea, speaking of Pril. I couldn't post stuff about THAT issue base on my opinions anymore. So sad sia. Cause Pril forbade me to. And yea, i am using two numbers. The other number is just solely for smsing. Until my main phone is repaired. I'm going down to repair on Friday, where the two cute human beings go and shop, leaving me alone in Orchard. Plus, ELSON!! DON'T REMIND ME ABOUT O LEVELS ANYMORE. STOP SAYING 24 HOURS LATER. I FEEL THE PRESSURE AGAIN!! Tuesday, January 22, 2008
O level results is out this Thursday, KILL ME
Argh, someone! Just kill me. Let me run away from this. It doesn't matter anymore. Just let me die. I just don't have enough faith to go through this. I am just so freaking scared. It's worse than the judgment day. Fine, i can't say anything about judgment day, cause i have not been through it (thank God for that). But sheesh, this thursday, O level results coming out. I am just so darn worried. I doubt i would get a good score. I am just so freaking scared that i couldn't go into Poly, much less DMAT. Shucks. I am so dead. JUST KILL MEAnyway, another thing that is killing me, MY LEG!! It is just aching so horribly that i couldn't take it. And reason behind it? WE WALKED FOR TWO HOURS TO FIND ALICE 88TH. And we cross the same road, at least 5 times. At least!! In actual fact, the place isn't all that hard to find. But it was a very fruitful day. I got myself a customized choker for $50, a pair of shoes originally at $69, and a top at $118. After a 20% discount for the shoes and top, i paid around $148, which i assure, it's worth the money. And the choker. It was NICE!! Pictures up someday in the future when i have the chance to wear them. Speaking of which, it brings me back to my grumbling. Two hours. Two freaking hours. I am a couch potato (not literally please) and making me walk for two hours is fun, but tired for my poor legs. And after a long time, we finally got pissed off trying to find it ourselves, and called Alice. She told us that there will be a shuai ge coming to bring us to Alice 88th. But that Takuya (yay, i finally remembered his name), was very shy. Very very very shy. He seriously ignored my existence, and after a while, acknowledged Cattivo's presence. But still not mine. ROARS. But at least i know he doesn't hate me. And we still can be friends. Cause, like Pril, i LOVE his hair. Mwahaha. And whenever i talk about someone, pictures of them is a must. (Plus, i'm talking about good stuff of him, so pictures MUST be here. The only picture i could take, cause his friendster is a private profile, and he hadn't confirm me)  His previous hair. His hairstyle for now is more of *urms* how shall i describe it, a little bit more for cosplay. And that piece of thing wrapping around the head (what's that?) really suits him. He's looks better in it than me, and he's a guy. I'm jealous. Very jealous. Plus he's thinner than me, and taller. I'm jealous. Very very very jealous. But still a nice guy. And can i say stuff i shouldn't say in here? Hmmm, i shall let Pril decide first, then after her answer, i will see how things go. If she doesn't answer, i will blog about everything on MY point of view on whatever happens. But if she doesn't want it to happen, then i will just have to put it in my memory and let it stay in there for the rest of my memory span. (To Pril: But Alice also think so too nehz, you remember?) Anyway, i couldn't really remember what to blog, except i need to go and get ready to go out and buy some stuff for my mum. And i need to go out and get back VERY fast. And *stun stun*, i don't think i will put on contacts. Lazy mahz. And till then. (Pril, i will be waiting for your answer. If you don't answer, don't later come and niam me, or worse, KILL me, or worst of all, touch me with your stag's horn fern's spores) Sunday, January 20, 2008
New hairstyle = not much difference
Been a few days since i last blogged, since i pretty much stayed at home and grew mushrooms. So much so that my mother had been cooking mushrooms for my every meal. And it had been certified edible by the most renowned nutritionist, scientist, and whoever that is supposed to be an expert in this field, which is aka ME. I'm have ten mushroom farms in Singapore only till date and i'm thinking of having another one overseas. That's a great idea, isn't it?Anyway, speaking of mushrooms, Edward lied to me. To think i trusted him and stayed at home today. (But i was growing mushrooms at home, so i couldn't go out anyway, remember?) He said he was too, rotting at home, and will come online and accompany me, but he didn't. Alright, maybe he did, but that was like 11am, i was still asleep. And when i finally woke up, he went offline. And didn't came online for the rest of the day. He should die for keeping me waiting for him. Unforgivable.  This is the guy, help me to curse him for the rest of his life. (Edward, you better pray hard that you die young) *evil laughter*Another guy i decide to hate, my OLD 好朋友. Now, he's officially not my 好朋友 anymore. Why? Because i just don't like him anymore. *smirks* I'm SO childish. I love being childish. I'm an angel turned demon, remember? So, i think the world revolves around me. And when i decide to hate him, the whole world should too.  Die, cannot put this one. People wouldn't hate him if i put this one. They'll LOVE him, and that is absolutely not allowed. I'm sure Huan Wei has uglier pictures, and since i've decided to hate him, staying one second longer in his profile irks me. Thus, i took two consecutive pictures out, and immediately closed the page and use Norton virus scan and Avast! virus scan to clean out my computer.RIGHT, I suddenly recalled the stuff i wanted to blog today. I read the newspaper yesterday, and Xiaxue was in it. And guess what, the reporters are weird. Not weird in a bad way, but weird in a funny way. The post Xiaxue posted that the reason she didn't blog was because that she went to Thailand to get a penis implant. The people who couldn't sense the humor and caught the joke simply made me laughed till i spewed rice. I was having dinner then. Right, funny. Anyway, I'm clipping my fringe all day long and that is seriously irritating me. But my fringe just wouldn't stay in it's own rightful position. Argh, dumb fringe. Going out on Monday, so fringe, you better be good. If not ... *lightning flashes and thunder booming in the background* No pictures of myself until i go out on Monday. And just a minute ago, i was talking to this guy. Didn't know his name yet. Grr, and some guys just don't get it. There's this guy, not sure WHO, just added me on MSN and started talking to me. Being a nice demon, i replied. Guy: see one day, we go out together, lol -- and i blocked him -- Some guys just don't get it. I'm so nice trying not to hurt his feelings. And there he was, going on with his conversation trying to get me to go out with him. I replied "see first" which means NO and he still don't get it. Pathetic guy. Too desperate for girls. *sigh*  If i did virus checks after copying Huan Wei's photos, i REFORMATTED my computer after going into his profile. Not only is he not very nice looking, he SMOKES. He should get poked in the eyes by a lady in thin high heels carrying an elephant, USING THE LADY'S HEELS. After looking at his picture, i think i was too kind with him. I should be meaner. And now, i blocked him, he shall no longer see me go online.Enough of all those anger stuff ( inclusive of puking because of that's guy's picture), i am so irritated by myself. I couldn't get the dumb rock beat in drums. Alright, i could do the rock beat in the verse, but the i simply couldn't do the intro part and the chorus part. My arms and legs are breaking. One clash cymbal but ten thousand ways to hit it, argh, that is maddening. Anyway, i'm prepared to die in next week's drum lessons. RIP Forbire. RIP. And people, please don't curse Edward. He's too nice a guy to be cursed. He calls me pretty and VAMPIRE. I can't bear to hurt anyone who calls me a vampire. So leave him alone, won't you? And for Huan Wei, he's too nice looking to hate, but I STILL HATE HIM. Personally, i think he should die. But i can't say that out loud, cause he has a lot of girlfriends (girl-friends?). I shudder at the thought that his girls stampeding to my house to tear me apart. So leave him alone too. But for the third guy, CURSE HIM TO ROT IN HELL WILL YOU? He should and also, getting poked in the eye too. *smiles sweetly* Saturday, January 12, 2008
Trip to SP
Aches, aches, aches. Argh, i'm having backaches, leg-aches, tummy-ache, arm-aches... ... ACHE EVERYWHERE. I hate this!!I apparently did not really have a chance to sit down for like at least 7 to 8 hours, then i went over to find Cattivo, which i only sat for like 5 minutes at the Big Sweet Land. In which before that, i danced Dance Dance Revolution. My leg is aching VERY VERY badly. Resulting in a very pissed off Forbire right here. Anyway, went to SP today, for their open house. And i saw like around ten plus people from my school? Or at least ten plus. Cause i suspect there's more. I then saw Teck Seng in which i screamed his name, his full name (because i don't even remember the rest of my classmate's names), and he just stared at me blankly. He don't recognize me. Man, he should die. Gerard recognized me, which i don't want him to, so Gerard shall die too. *Buahaha* Anyway, i had this guy to be our tour guide around School of Media and IT. He was not that bad, just brought us around the place. Didn't really talk much to us, but also tried to strike up a conversation. He was my senior, three years older than me, so should be Zi Yao's batch? No, one year younger than Zi Yao i think. Anyway, he was pretty much a nice guy. Not nice looking, but i don't mind him as my friend. Damn, should have asked him for his MSN. Dumb dumb guy from DISM, serve him right to be laughed by his friends. Never mind, who cares about him. Anyway, that tour guide's course, Games design & development has this foreign lecturer. He's tall. And when i mean tall, i mean TALL!! At least 190cm? Alright, to me he's towering, and i'm around 160cm? Anyway, that student tour guide, being very kind, helped me inquire the senior in DMAT (which is my desired course), about the life in there. And he told me that it's tough in that course, and it's very very very tough. I'm like, i know, i'm prepared to die. Then i roll down the stairs and died. Fine, i didn't. But i told him straight forwardly, it's either DMAT or Sonic Arts. He didn't have much reaction, but he's still a nice guy overall. Anyway, i walked the path from School of Media and IT to the main building for like 4 times. I swear i know the route in my heart already. Anyway, we went to monoply (or however it's being spelled) and guess what superstar i saw.   Yes, it's cookie (and who's cookie?)This is COOKIE.   And among the midst of walking, i saw Gazette. The visual j-rock band.   ... ... ... Okay, fine, i admit. I did not see them, but i indeed saw Gazette. Proof? See this  See? Singapore Government GAZETTE ... ... *grins* Leaving Gazette, i saw this man, using a really old typewriter to write his report. Me (being friendly and sociable) decided to strike up a conversation with him. Since he's using such a old typewriter.  See, the typewriter is really old right? And the blue shirt was his. Then i was trying to joke with him, saying that if it's was in the night and i was alone with him, and he's there typing on this typewriter, i will surely be freaked out. After waiting for a few minutes for his reply, in which he didn't. I thought he was so unfriendly, and wanted to leave him alone, but to my horrors of horrors. He can't speak. He doesn't have a mouth. NO wait, he doesn't have a head. Just a mannequin~~  Then, i saw this pair of rats singing gong xi gong xi, and saying gong xi fa choi. I screamed at it to stop and let me talk his photo. Then it really did stop and i took a photo of it, as it suddenly chimed in this very idiotic mechanical voice which goes, xian nian kuai le, gong xi fa choi. I screamed at it again in some unknown tongue, leaving the man controlling that mouse bewildered.   Anyway, that aside, there's still things that let me be freaking angry. No one let me wait in an un-air-conditioned place for so long. I waited for Gui Fang for like 40 minutes. Very pissed off. But i cam-whored quite a lot in there, so it's still not that bad. After the tour in SP, i went to Suntec to find Cattivo, where's she working at the Virtual Land over there. After 5 games, she told me my eyeliner smudged, and i went to the restroom to clean it up. Where i continue to cam-whore. I love the double mirrors over there, the effect isn't that bad.  Anyway, my aches are working again. Don't feel like continuing to blog.  And nope, this ain't Suntec. This is my home. Thursday, January 10, 2008
Emo people, don't waste our oxygen.
I absolutely fucking hate people who are EMO. Being emotional is one thing, being EMO is the other. Since you say that you have the right to be emo, then i too, have the right to be angry over you being emo. Even though i seriously feel that emo should be a crime.It's simply irritating, trying to get others to comfort you. Since they (or me) have our own lives to lead, and our main purpose in life, at least mine, is NOT to comfort you. It's simply more irritating when you tell others you're emo. What should i fucking do when you're emo? Stab you in the eye so you will feel the pain instead of the emo-ness? Or should i say that your boyfriend (or girlfriend) is fucking with your best friend. So you will feel murderous and get off my back. Either that, or you would get even more emo, and try to commit suicide. Then if you succeed, you get off my back. If you don't, then the police will be on YOURS and you will have no time on mine. And i will have one less person to irritate me with the "I'm emo" slogan. NOTE: Personally, i don't think dressing emo makes you emo. Like dressing goth doesn't mean you go around killing people. Or even be in a cult. But it's who you're inside that determine if you're an emo kid. That's the scariest thing. Anyone could be a emo. Your sister, the one you saw on the MRT, the beng you saw squatting at the staircase, the nerd that sat beside you in class. Anyone could be. Argh, it's simply too scary to be true. HELP!! It's so dangerous that you can't trust anyone else. It's so irritating that you simply wish to strangle that person with your bare hands, but you can't apparently. So? *winks*So make use of this chance to make him very very emo, and him committing suicide, and it's not your fault. Mwahaha Emo is NOT cool, they're just plain irritating. Dress emo but DON'T be emo. Cause if you do, then rot off and find your emo friends where all of you get so emo together then you drown each other with your emo-ness, and then the world would be free from this. Horray. World peace. Forbire, you bad. People feel sad, you still say them until like this. You no heart de arz, cannot feel de arz? You should die and then this world would be free. Me support being emo, cause emo is myself. I don't want to fake fake, i'm real emo. You think so naive, everything so good. So won't emo de. You so childish, cannot see far. Woosh, i love this. I love cat fights. I got so many of them till i can't keep count anymore. (Yes, i go around seeking for trouble) It doesn't matter to me in any way when you're feeling emo, and it's you who are shortsighted, that's why you feel emo. You can't see pass these things, that's why you're trapped within yourself, within your own emotions. You can't see freedom, you can't see solutions, that's why you get all emo. You can't move on, you're stuck right here, thinking how worse things are for yourself. You get emo. You feel things ain't going your way, you feel everyone is going against you, you feel emo. And if you can't see my points, then i believe you're being childish yourself. You support yourself being emo? Great, cause i also stand for myself to be against emo. You talk so big for what? You think you understand us? You understand shit. I see no need in answering anymore, cause if she resorts to scold me that, she had nothing more to use against me. Anyway, this reminds me of an old acquaintance, from my previous church. She's not very emo on the outside with friends. But when she's alone with you, you would seriously feel like slapping her in the face. But as a very faithful Christian then, i couldn't do that you see. Let's call her, Jiemin (name changed to protect her) How i wish i could kick her in her face, where she flies to Plaza Singapura at that time. What do you mean when my mum is another one. My mum is my mum. God created her as an individual, different from any other one. Dumb Jiemin. Another time... Advice to general public : When someone is feeling pissed off or extremely angry, best thing to do, WALK OFF AND NOT CI JI THAT PERSON. And yet another time... And there's so much more about them, that i can't remember. It was like at least more than half a year since i last had contact with them. And i'm glad to stay it that way. Those bastards. I regret knowing them. NO, i regret not torturing them when i still had contact with them. They should die. Or at least get out of my sight. Debating with myself if i should delete them off my MSN list. They are just wasting my space on MSN. Anyway, it had been quite some time that i last had some decent sleep, so i shall stop blogging here. Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Anyone cares to give me a job?
I'm broke and broke and broke. No job, agent refusing to call me, going out everyday, paid $240 for drums today, and still need another $48.I have very bad right, left, right leg coordination and strength usage. Like that how to play drums sia? Confirm die le. Thanks elson for asking me out tomorrow (when i told you straight that i have no money), and ask me to go arcade somemore. And cosplay shop too. Seems like you will push me over the edge tomorrow. No money to do anything. Then still have to look at you play, you seek pleasure in torturing me eh, matey? NEVERMIND, I MAY BE POOR, BUT PARA-ING IN ARCADE IS A MUST. I MUST HORNE MY SKILLS IN FREESTYLE. CATTIVO, I WILL BE ON PAR WITH YOU, someday I swear~ Tuesday, January 8, 2008
I NEED SLEEP!!
Argh DRUM LESSONS LATER ON!! Will i fail? Can i make it? Is it too hard? Will i stop learning after one day? Am i going to be a slow learner? ... ... ...STOP!!! DUMB FORBIRE!! STOP YAKKING LIKE AN OLD PERSON!! NO MATTER WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS, EVEN IF YOU DON'T FRET OVER IT. JUST GO AHEAD AND IF YOU CANNOT MAKE IT, THEN IT'S THE TEACHER'S FAULT. Then what if the teacher is a really bad teacher? From the bad karma i got. THEN IT'S STILL THE TEACHER'S FAULT. FOR BEING BAD. Hmmm, I think my teacher will be a good one, i hope. But right now, i am so tired that i can't even think straight. How to memorize the beats? Argh, coffee, i need you, lest i die. YUKI IS SHU'S YOUNGER SISTER? YUKI IS A VAMPIRE? i like~~ It's a personal insult Alrighty, reading Vampire Knight online. Not a bad series, but i couldn't buy, GST increase larhz, cannot buy. No money. No job. ANYONE HAS A JOB THAT CAN KINDLY OFFER ME? I went to TWO agents. TWO. No news. I'm so freaking sad. And bored. Reading Vampire Knight. I like vampires. Ain't they cool? I want to be one too. Can have super powers, you can meh? Cannot, then don't talk. (I love Singapore and Singlish) Anyway, there was a very irritating girl in Friendster who gave me a photo comment, saying "You guys very disgusting, Singapore no place to take picture le is it? Have to take in toilet" My first reaction was to scold her SHIT YOU. SCOLD MY COUNTRY FOR WHAT. Goes on to prove, i love Singapore (and Singlish). Then i replied her, "Yes, i was indeed feeling nausea at that point of time, cause i had a vision of your comment (e xin in chinese = disgusting and nausea). And you know what? It's okay if you don't know Singapore, since i guess you have never been here before, for that, i shall not blame you for being so shallow. Next time you come over to Singapore, you will realize that Singapore might be small in land area, but there's always enough places to have fun. Think about the new IR. And oh ya, what about yourself? Didn't even have a picture of yourself? It's okay, i UNDERSTAND." Then dumb dumb me realize that that photo was indeed not very nice (paintshop trail over, no photoshop = can't edit = ugly me), and i deleted it. Same goes with the comments on that picture. Now she can never see my replies to her and thought i lost in shame. Argh, she should never underestimate me. Anyway, i know there is a lot more nice people out there for stands FOR Singapore. Cause, THIS IS THE PLACE I LIVE FOR ALL MY LIFE. I TAKE PRIDE IN THIS FACT. Anyway, went to Zone X, had fun. Finally, my dancing bug came back to me. Anyway, another guy danced after i did, and he dance in a VIBRATE-Y way. Imagine, shake shake vibrate vibrate. One word, GAY. Not how he vibrates, but how he dance. Anyway, bought a new liquid eyeliner, hope it works well. TOMORROW DRUM LESSON!!!!! DRUM LESSON!!! $210 GONE FROM MY WALLET!!! Monday, January 7, 2008
Mum's aching joints, AWW
Hmmm, I've said that i need to sleep earlier today, since having to go out tomorrow and stuff, but it's close to 3am, and i'm still wide awake. Which only spells one thing, I WILL NOT GET ENOUGH SLEEP TOMORROW, AND HAVE TO YAWN THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE DAY, or, I WILL GET FREAKING-ISH-LY PISSED OFF TOMORROW. Either way would be irritating to me.Right, so it brings me back to like half an hour ago (or less), when i'm on my bed, taking pictures of my darling peanuts and comic (which i bought gazillion years ago) to be one of my photos that i will blog tomorrow. Going out = look decent = can take photo = photo blog. Alright, as of today, i shall call my photo blog, pholog. Sounds dumb, but still, PHOLOG. Hmm, should i pronounce as flog, or pho-log? Hmmm, i choose flog. Sound much better. Anyway, back to the picture about peanuts, i only took one photo of it, and my mum come walking into my room, with messy hair and everything, and a tube of cream in her hands and called me. In which i was surprised. Mainly, she shouldn't be awake at this hour and much less coming into my room. I jumped, literally, and she laughed at me. I got rather upset as to which normal mother would come into their daughter room just to laugh at them getting a shock (from themselves). But sorry mum, one second later, the pain got back into her joints, and she told me to help her massage. And being a really filial daughter, i said sure, and washed my hands (i was eating peanuts). Then she told me to massage her little finger, otherwise called as THE PINKIE. I was like, okay, then i took the tube and squeeze the gel onto my fingers. Terrible feeling i tell you. Then i thought of mixing it on my fingers evenly first before massaging for mum, and mum was like NO (she was shrieking). And i pacified her, (i let her won, cause she's in pain, not because she is my mum, but i love her as my mum all the same). And i massaged for her for a LONG LONG time. Her fingers, her inner part of the elbow and her arm. My fingers ache, but all i was like a really nice filial daughter, helping her soothe the pain. Then minutes like hours, aching fingers accompanied by a sore back (mine, by the way), my mum asked me to go find woolen gloves. And i'm like, "our house got arz?" She went yes, inside storeroom, 2nd drawer. And mind you, our storeroom stinks and the drawer is big. I went on searching like 4 or 5 mins, literally, and came back with the durian kind of gloves, in which she puts on painfully. Then she went out to the LIVING ROOM to SLEEP. People would think we are mistreating her. But she did so, cause she said it was too cold in Dad's room. Man, i never want to have rheumatism for the rest of my life. Even if i have a caring daughter (like me) to massage my aching joints. NO, i don't want. Sunday, January 6, 2008
Tidying of wardrobe in like, 5am?
Alright, i just downloaded Firefox AGAIN, because i only had the safe mode of Firefox the previous time, and it freaked me out. Very bad. After downloading some themes, which i *behold* downloaded a PINK one (baby pink), and another red and black. I'm can't believe that i am using the pink one. I think i am seriously turning into a ah-kua. But what, that's for guys right? Oh no, i'm turning into a girly girl. Someone, HELP!!Anyway, just had a phone call from April. Was chatting with her, talking about MSN and Friendster, and almost everything else. Which let me conclude to her that [SHUAI GUYS WILL NEVER USE FRIENDSTER] And was insisting that the nice looking guys i am chatting on Friendster are all fakers. They took their pictures from some other sites and post it as theirs. And i should never trust whatever they say. And it brought me to say that i was like on MSN with one of the nicer looking guys that i insist was a faker. We were using mic, and he sang. OUT OF TUNE. And he told me he's a singer somemore. Lie almost must see if he has the abilities. The most outrageous thing is that i still have to go on and encourage him saying that his singing was not bad. I'm being such a faker myself. I'm so ashamed of myself, but BAH. Anyway, from today onwards, i will use the word, fuck, without any more guilt. Because it is states by CAMBRIDGE dictionary that fuck (EXTREME ANGER) exclamation OFFENSIVE used when expressing extreme anger or annoyance, or to add force to what is being said: Fuck - the bloody car won't start! Shut the fuck up! Who the fuck does she think she is, telling me what to do? So fuck is not a bad word, but just a word for expressing extreme anger or annoyance, or merely, adding forcing to whatever being said. Thus, i will and can start using fuck without feeling any guilt anymore. Cheers. Anyway, i cleaned up my wardrobe yesterday, at unearthly hours, like 5am?  Behold, my wardrobe before packing - and why is there hangers resting on my belts? MUM?? And in the midst, i saw this shirt. Pale yellow somemore. That was the first clothes i dumped on the floor Look at the freaking amount clothes i don't want, or rarely worn. Some of them were not even worn for a single time. Girly anot? Look at the amount of clothes hanging. Compare this to the first photo. Then i folded them up like how a nice girl should, for mum to settle the rest of their story Then, when i thought i was done, then i did a crazy act, which is to almost categorize the hangers And then i turned around, seeing these clothes staring at me. Haven't pack yet. These clothes are so evil. Yea, all packed up, ALMOST Then i got really hungry, after all that packing, then i had CHOCOLATE COOKIES. I put it in freezer, then the chocolate gets very very hard, and when you bite into it, it MELTS. How nice is it? Putting into freezer then wait for it to freeze before eating, absolutely the best way to eat chocolates.
A broke nobody, needing a JOB Argh, i just bathed and therefore am joyful (yes, i find it no linkage myself, but one of my acquaintance, behold, not my friend, once told me about this theory and yes, i remembered it to this day. The water is so freaking cold and i swear i was shivering while bathing. Yes, even with the heater which i think i turned to 5, and i am still shivering. I'm at the equator, it's supposed to be warm all year round. Argh!!! Anyway, i'm getting to be a very poor nobody right now. Yep, i'm not a student cause i graduated from Os, and i'm not working (thus, explaining poor), and i'm doing nothing at all. Except a new found passion for blogs. I am like blogging all over the place, friendster, wretch, MSN, and i got like at least TEN blogspots. And note, it's at least, but of course, some of the blogspots have nothing in them. Despite the fact that i have so many blogsites, i am still not a blogger, cause no one come to read my freaking blogs, therefore, i am NOT a blogger. I'm not a student, not a working person, not a blogger, not anything. I'm such a nobody, but at least i'm perfect, since nobody's perfect. REJOICE. I'm perfect. Being perfect is good, but being rich is better. Who cares about the fulfillment of the spirit when i can't even feed or clothe myself. I mean, i must at least get the fundamentals right, right? And being broke is definitely against the fundamentals. I tried working, as a sales assistant, in Power 9, and i assure you, it sucks big time. Don't try working there, at least with Apple and Jasmine. (Good thing i'm a nobody, i'm not a blogger, so no one comes to read my post, and all these names can come out in ease) But anyway, i'm going out to try out my luck again on Monday, even though i contacted an agent. But she's freaking not replying me. God helps those who helps themselves, so i better get my fat butt moving and find a job. But then again, i got no decent clothes to wear to seek for a job. All my clothes are like, super drama-mama kind of clothes. But anyway, i will see what i can find. Most probably a gothic shirt (it's one of the better kind already, at least it's ALL black), and a pair of jeans? And my shoes, i will see if i can find canvas. And, NO makeup. Alright, maybe some foundation, but that's the end. I can't wait to take pictures of myself on Monday, cause i will freak myself out. And till the freaky times, let me go friendster-ing. |
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