tvinthe60s

I am lost..

2011-05-08T00:48:00.001+08:00

When will I ever find myself? I am lost and everything is taking its toll on me. A little snippet of each scenario came into my mind. I know I was never helpful. I know I am forgetful.

But I'm human.

And life is going to be short because we can decide.

Its heavy and my head's spinning. I'm a burden and it's ending tonight.

Sorry mom, sorry dad.

Sorry everyone who hated or misjudged me once before.

Sorry Daya, I hope you won't wake up tomorrow.

Things to do before July!

2011-05-03T04:06:00.000+08:00

have to urge to list these down.

1. Paint my room, again.

2. New bed, book shelf, curtains, mirror, side table, floor lamp, bean bag.

3. Lose more weight drastically and healthily so no one can recognize me anymore.

4. Do more paintings not just on canvas, but on other stuff as well. IMPROVE ON IT.

5. Set up Etsy account to sell my paintings.

6. Tired of listing stuff down, time to get some sleep.

business to call my own?

2011-05-03T03:55:00.000+08:00

So so sick of working for someone or under someone I should say.

I really have big dreams, extremely big dreams I don't even know I can live it. Share with ya? Delightfully yes!

1. I wanna set up a small art school in any shopping centre. I know I can do it, ONLY after I'm done reading about business related issues, find a huge sum of money and the guts to take the risks involved.

2. Ditch the idea of opening a business if its too far-fetched.

3. Maybe a online business? Ya know like a online shop selling my paintings or whatever I can offer. That would be a great start.

By mid 30s I hope.

Life

2011-04-12T02:44:00.001+08:00

Learn.

Live the moment.

Change for the better.

Love what you do.

Quit if you want to.

family

2011-03-21T22:32:00.000+08:00

This space is totally ignored, pardon that.

I'm going through some major changes in my life. Always trying to make things better and trying to make things work out. Juggling would be the best word to describe.

So, life, pretty much awesome. I've been running to lose some weight, its been great even though I know I've been pushing myself too hard sometimes, my knees are starting to crack and my muscles are starting to die on me. Supplement pills are working great I guess. I've been making trips to the dental here and there, taking care of my dental hygiene before I have my braces fixed. Even though I get comments from people saying I don't really need braces, believe me I do. By the 25th, I'm so excited for myself.

My life revolves around a weighing scale, weighing good and bad stuff, get what I mean?

You can't have many good things all at once. Some bad stuff will weigh you down. I don't really understand a handful of people. What's in their mind? Why can't you just let go of that hatred? Why do you need to put a friendly front when you're not even near "friendly" in the first place?

I don't want to be a part of your family. Just want to be a part of his life.

selfish. childish.

unbelievable.

Weight Loss

2011-03-13T13:35:00.001+08:00

I was a UK 16 for bottoms UK 14 for tops at my heaviest.

I am now a UK 14 for bottoms UK 10-12 for tops.

God knows how happy I am?!

Just a little update.

regime

2011-02-07T01:44:00.001+08:00

that's it, no more fooling around. i'm back on this strict regime, no one's to blame except myself.

1st of March, lets see if i can do it!

boo

2011-02-05T01:45:00.001+08:00

Oh fuck. Egypt's in the middle of a crisis. God save them so I can be a little selfish to get myself there safely this year.

There's always something about a country whenever I wanna travel there! Talk about Thailand, Indonesia or any other country..

No, I really mean it, I hope there's peace soon.

Amin.

travel

2011-01-27T00:35:00.001+08:00

Right now, all i can think of is to travel. There's no peace in my mind if i don't get to travel to Egypt. I need to go there!

Plus Jogjakarta this March. And China in May, I hope it'll happen!!

Maybe Egypt in December, baby please?!

After all these trips I promise there will be no more and then its time to save money and settle down and then think about my honeymoon trip. hehehehehe!

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hello pillow, you're going to be squashed right about now..

this lifestyle

2011-01-21T22:16:00.001+08:00

i miss going out with you.. those nice places to eat, those late night movies, those rides.. i really do..

I WANNA GO OUT! instead of what we are doing now, its stagnant and I don't get to dress up often :(

ya hear me?

heartless

2011-01-18T00:33:00.001+08:00

I'm stupid and this whole shit hurts so bad. I can never think without being so naive.

draining

2011-01-13T19:39:00.001+08:00

I'm so so tired these days.. Maybe my system is in shock.. I just wanna sleep, everything off my chest.....

exotic asian

2011-01-12T20:04:00.001+08:00

why does it bother me that much? what was i thinking really..

exotic asian

2011-01-12T19:36:00.001+08:00

I've come to realise what I always wanted might not come true, my fantasy wish. How silly, to think I could try to work things out not knowing we are different..extremely different.. How silly to think about my future kids, and the endless joyful possibilities I could have.. How SELFISH..

The distance, culture, appearance, family, last name, country, everything.

But thank you, after you, I know for sure I don't really have to long for another.. And to go through all that insecurities and perfection I have to display, I'm.. urm.. I'm just not perfect.

I'm comfortable where I am. I don't need to be perfect anymore and I don't want everything to be perfect cos they will never be.. I've learnt that..

I'm sorry, I'm sore and talk is cheap.

Bye California Fermont.

royce

2011-01-11T20:55:00.001+08:00

He wouldn't hit me no matter what happens.. oh california.. :(

letter

2011-01-02T04:03:00.001+08:00

hey replica of the same face,

You don't like her anymore, why stay? You don't even entertain her that much, as far as I see it. She's errr, somewhat impossible! I missed you, really.

Can we travel the $20k trip together and somehow dream of our own illusions?

Sincerely,
me.....dreaming.

wish

2010-12-31T18:50:00.001+08:00

Need to note this down and I wish it'll come true, it pains me.

I don't deserve you.

You're untrue, unworthy of your words and sinful.

All the best.

I seriously need to get out of this country. Ugh.

Splurge Of The Month

2010-12-29T20:29:00.001+08:00

Bought new rings to add to my collection.

Mr Octopus, Miss Elephant and Prince Froggy!

Two huge ones. An owl, looks like a peacock to me, somehow. And a ribbon ring, ultra cute.

Bought this a while back, really pretty. Alice In Wonderland inspired. With those little hat, teapot, spoon, heart, clock and Alice, LOVE it.

I am totally enjoying my break from work.

2011 midyear hols

2010-12-25T19:10:00.002+08:00

The past was blurry.

The current, is a mess.

The future holds better.

So, so much better.

China or Switzerland for our holiday?!

Merry Christmas <3

Germs

2010-12-22T22:18:00.001+08:00

I hate being sick when its near the holidays!

Give me a break.

disappear

2010-12-21T21:10:00.001+08:00

I will rant here, within this screen..

Please be my listening ear, or rather my reading eyes will ya? If that makes any sense at all..

I always wanted to grow up real fast, real bad.. but these problems are not making anything any better; they are those who are not of my concern.

Not of my mistake, but of other judgements.

I'm trapped thus this action.

Aren't you bothered?

Mess

2010-11-23T02:07:00.000+08:00

What do I want in life, really?

eyes to see

2010-11-16T23:49:00.001+08:00

If its not a fact, why would you say it out and then claim it as a joke? Retard.

2010-10-25T05:19:00.000+08:00

Couldn't find the time to blog.

Busy with work.

Busy finding new countries to travel next year.

Busy spending time with my one and only.

Busy associated with other things except with blogger.

I'll squeeeeeeze in time later.

I miss Bandung

2010-10-05T00:23:00.003+08:00

I shot my boyfriend

2010-09-27T18:19:00.000+08:00

Hot Kettle:Morning Breakfast

10am:Peaceful

Death

2010-09-27T18:07:00.000+08:00

I've got a sudden itch to read on more about death and suicides.

But I never really understood why we need capital punishment for death row prisoners. I mean yea, majority would agree these minority need to be punished for what they've done. But if you think about it in a humane way, life's a gift and we make mistakes. Big, messy, stupid, unbelievable mistakes. Wouldn't life imprisonment settle the deal?

Look deeper into all different types of executions. Gas Chamber, Electric Chair, Firing Squad, Lethal Injection, Hanging, Stoning, Beheading, Crucifixion. All of it equals to pain.

But why? Just because the punishment of a crime should equal the crime? And therefore death would simmer everything?

My opinion? Stop playing god.

breakfast choice

2010-09-24T00:25:00.001+08:00

A bad choice for breakfast. Believed to have 770 Calories excluding the maple syrup, butter and the luxuriously fried in deep oil hashbrown.

shall never have you hotties for breakfast ever again.

Yea, I'm counting calories. Living a little healthy won't hurt.

Love love love LOVE rings with some sort of animal on it.

Disney Villains + Burlesque

2010-09-19T16:38:00.000+08:00

MAC & Disney Venomous Villains Collection will be out towards the end of September, might be out next week! Can't wait!

O.P.I Burlesque Winter Collection 2010 are out!

I am itching to shop!

Cheers!

love heart

2010-09-18T01:41:00.000+08:00

Happy 6years4months LoveHeart.

The only one who understands everything. Just everything.

make us proud

2010-09-18T01:36:00.000+08:00

Dear Brother,

Stop all your wasted nonsense and start living your life, the proper way. Please. But you'll never, yea?

3 months

2010-09-11T06:35:00.001+08:00

This time I promise I'll do it.

Give me about 3 months or less.

I'm in between, I'm sure.

So why not just put my mind to it and then let it rest when its done.

hooker in a cab

2010-09-08T01:14:00.001+08:00

I've been sooooo tired lately.

Must be work.

Must be all those hunting for traditional costume.

Must be those late nights over at boyfriend's.

Must be those early mornings.

Must be those dreadful long bus ride to work.

Must be everything else.

Hell yeah to a longgggg break away from work this coming end of week!

One question:

Why are all taxi drivers driving at a mad speed limit every single time they have passengers? What's the big idea? If you drive at a normal speed, the meter charge will be more expensive than when you drive fast. I definitely want to pay less, don't get me wrong, but I'm definitely WORRIED about my safety.

Safety and speeding is not only the issue here.

Some think I'm a hooker?

I was doing makeup in the cab and it was about 8am and then he asked,

"Just came back from work huh?"

Umm, its 8AM IN THE MORNING and I'm on my way to work NOT FROM WORK.

Maybe because I had messy sex hair that day, and maybe because I was doing makeup at the back, packing kilos on my face or maybe I look like a qualified classy hooker!

yea, classy hooker.

xoxo, classy hooker needs to go to sleep now.

2010-08-30T18:01:00.001+08:00

Caught a bat on camera. Wasn't sure if it is a bat or a bird or something else. The sky was clear though, no birds flying around, nothing at all. And it was wayyyyy up in the sky, above the HDB apartment, above all the trees. Bats are supposed to fly around trees don't they?

With kids like these,

with amazingly cute paintings like these,

makes my day at work much more enjoyable.

Sakura

Acrylic Wash with Colour Pencils and Fine Marker

Made a bookmark for Mandy. Japanese themed with sakura blossoms all around!

hearts

2010-08-25T02:33:00.000+08:00

Get well soon baby

xoxo

2010-08-24T23:38:00.009+08:00

Because I was fasting yesterday, I got a big ass chicken cutlet for dinner!Wrapped and fried in nothing else bread crumbs. Giant crumbs. I had to peel everything to find the chicken meat, it was like treasure hunt.

They served him a stainless steel cup when he ordered a drink. Very classy.

So I have swaps going on every month with my work mate. Every month we choose an alphabet, get the dictionary, get a word and do some craft out of that word.

We chose D, E, F.

Elegant Fish Diary.

Pretty hard but I came up with this. I wouldn't call this an excellent job well done. But I tried.

And I got this from her! Very cute, wayyyyyyy better than mine!

Gotta do better next month. So what can we do with the letter G ?

Hmmm....

Painting

2010-08-23T03:26:00.016+08:00

Getting this at Topshop by the end of this month!

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I managed to complete my final touches to these paintings.

Check out Creation

revamp

2010-08-20T00:23:00.004+08:00

I was away for some time.

Was lost, tired and shackled with work.

Couldn't find the time to type my thoughts down in this space.

But I'm back!

Hopefully, still working on it.

Till whenever.

xoxo

you're my daddy,come i'll give it to youu

2010-05-22T21:49:00.003+08:00

We turned 6!

Doesn't really feel like its been 6 years already. But its never been about the period of time you're with someone. Its everything else but that.

But I always believe in patience I guess. My level of tolerance is the utmost! So boyfriend, you're really lucky you're dealing with me. I obey............even in bed. hahaha yum.

Thank you for the suprise, thank you for the cake, thank you for all the efforts you put in throughout this relationship, thank you for being such a good listener, thank you for your patience, thank you for entertaining my bitchy-ness, thank you for fetching and sending me to work, thank you for being faithful, thank you for your money!, thank you for loving me, thank you for being my bestfriend, my boyfriend, my lover, my everything, thank you out of all the thank yous in the world.

I love you, really.

Don't die so quick okay, we die together in accident never mind, if you die first I think I go amok! But first must marry me. Buy huge ring okay. BUY HUGE RING.

READ AGAIN: BUY HUGE RING.

any ring also can, as long as its huge. i didn't say DIAMOND hor! so don't anyhow accuse I scrap your money. ^_^

saaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnggg!

oui

2010-05-14T15:02:00.002+08:00

I think during this phase in life, I think I'm running out of time.

to share love with my family.
to spend every single minute with him.
to be SELFISH.
to race and improve in everything.

This IS life. Gotten used to it.

Taped down, press "play".

Awaits the "stop" button.

God knows when.

fly highhhhhh

2010-04-20T23:53:00.001+08:00

my holiday destination.

very whimsical!

CAN'T WAIT.

omgosh, kill me already!!!!

growing up

2010-04-19T19:23:00.003+08:00

I was walking out of the mall after my purchase from the florist for my mom and there's three secondary school girls in front of me.

Girl A: AAAAAHHHHHHH, he message!!!!
Girl B: see see seee!
Girl C: *giggles*

Girl A read text message out loud: "So you like me?" aaaaaaaahhhhhhh *jumps around*
Girl B jumped too
Girl C: You message him back say this!! "What do you think?"

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They kinda remind me of myself when I was young, back then in secondary school.
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Happy birthday mommy!

Happy 5years11months love!

Life is good.

finishing line

2010-04-13T11:07:00.002+08:00

I guess you don't need me anymore.

You're the loser.

Things happen because you are a loser.

Find the other piece of your life somewhere because you'll never find one just like this.

Like this..

Ciao, I rest my case.

=)

bitching

2010-03-27T00:03:00.003+08:00

A worker from Subway aggravate me today.

Common, aren't we all brought up with manners?

Yes.

Do we treat each other nicely?

Yes, WE ARE SUPPOSED TO. That is just a pea-size basic component of knowledge you acquire in your brain, if you have one. -_-

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By far, throughout the whole 7 months of working with international students, I can reassure you, asian kids are a whole lot tougher to handle as compared to international kids.

Do you guys even remember when to say "please" and "may" in your question or answer? no, dumb fucks.

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I FUCKING hate it when I say thank you and that bloody person in front of me turns mute. You retard-being. Its freaking easy. Say "You're welcome".

I FREAKING say "please" in all my sentences when I order food. " May I please have some chilli sauce on top of my sandwich? ". Why do I do that? Because we are all humans, you are serving my food, I don't want to treat you like a slave, so by saying "please", it makes both of us even. like humans. Get it animal?

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So this Subway worker called Wendy was serving me. I asked for Sweet Onion sauce, there's none. I asked for Oven Roasted Chicken Breast with Parmesan Oregano bread, they ran out of it. So I asked for Honey Mustard, SHE SNAPPED AT ME AND SAID THERE'S NO MORE. Like what the hell? You ran out of stuff and you're snapping at me? What's worst is she slammed my sandwich when she was packing it. Rude fucker. Like seriously, rude. Fucking rude fucking rude, you fucking rude KANINABUAY CHAOCHIBYE SO SMELLY NEVER SHAVE. And she squeezed a whole lot of sauce on my sandwich it turned soggy. :(

Fuck it man.

Like seriously. And she stared at me for a good 5 seconds!!!!!!

Annoying.

Annoying.

Annoying worker from Westmall Subway.

Subway eat fresh? No way. More like freshen up your manners. -_-

BITCH.

stepping stones

2010-03-22T19:09:00.002+08:00

I don't call you baby, neither do I call you anything a lover should call the other.

But you are really special. Apart from any other guy I've heard of, or talked to.

Because you are just you. A special you.

Happy 5years10months.

Thank you for the roses, they are lovely, JUST LIKE ME! YOU BETTER AGREE.

I'll take care of them, they are just like my babies even though I don't have one.

I love you, can't wait to take this relationship to another level!

Get me that ring!

living on dreams

2010-03-16T00:36:00.002+08:00

I've been away for god knows how long. I shouldn't be counting on god to count, I can do it myself but i'm just bitched up man.

tired. over work.

I know blog entries without any visuals will NEVER attract any readers, but that's not one of the reason why I started a blog anyways. Not to attract readers, but to muse myself.

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I never thought I'll ever like children. They are killers. Little evil killers. But hell, I am starting to fall in love with those souls. Whats even more interesting is, I'm starting to learn what I've missed. Yea, childhood stuff. Say unicorns and fairies. Tooth fairies. Elf. Nursery Rhymes. Whimsical and fantasy creatures. Rainbow. Wizard of Oz. Alice in Wonderland. Hansel and Gretel. Anything imaginative. God this is one hell of a ride. Still learning to be lame though. Being lame IS HARD.

I have a boyfriend to love.

I've got work.

I've got money.

I've got a HOLIDAY COMING.

So let's start saving up.

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Meanwhile, cheers on a visual-less entry. I'll get back at ya when there's a little something to share. Whats worth sharing anyways?

ville valo

2010-02-26T22:00:00.001+08:00

oh ville, you look just like johnny. date me.

I AM MISERABLY IN PAIN. I CAN'T WAIT FOR ALICE IN WONDERLAND. SCREW ME JOHNNY!

bee-key-knee

2010-02-25T23:40:00.001+08:00

can't wait for the sun, the beach, some skin, and a WHOLE LOT OF LOVE BABY..

oh yea,

oh another note,

FUCK WORK YEAAAAAAHHHH!

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2010-02-22T03:31:00.002+08:00

Son: Daddy what are these?

Dad: Oh, these are movie tickets.

Son: What are movie tickets?

Dad: Movie tickets are .... to gain entry to the movie theatre

Son: What is a movie theatre?

Dad: Movie theatres are .... with good sound system

Son: Then Daddy Daddy, where is this theatre?

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Anybody knows where I get that dialogue from?

If you watch movies often enough, you know where its from.

Eng Wah Cinemas.

CAN'T FUCKING WAIT FOR ALICE IN WONDERLAND. FUCK.

CAN'T WAIT FOR A PROPER UPDATE.

bff no near

2010-02-09T00:33:00.002+08:00

i miss you thai girl..

just don't go lesbianism with the "babes" there okay.. I mean even though they're partially male, you can't.

come back soooooooooooooon.

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"8.8% rebate on petrol in Malaysia with CIMB Credit Cards" below our conversation is sooooooo redundant eh rozi.

xoxo

need chillpill

2010-01-26T23:52:00.003+08:00

Everything gets on my nerve today.

Immense aversion towards kids now. Boiling point exceeded by 500°C.

Ya digg?!

no doubt

2010-01-21T22:35:00.003+08:00

If you're a boss, you'll get nothing but vulgarities hurling from your workers every single passing day.

well,secretly of course.

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If you're an employee, no matter where you go, you'll always hate the place you work.

somehow..

God of Wealth

2010-01-20T22:14:00.003+08:00

I am so infested with work, I might just neglect this blog,

WHICH,

is unbearable,

therefore and hence,

I might just continue typing while I'm at it because blogging will just take a puny bit of my life away comparing to how WORK TAKES 3/4 OF MY LIFE AWAY. No wait, I sold my soul to work. I made a deal with the god of wealth simply because I get money every month! what! cannot meh?! I wanna feeling feeling chinese abit since chinese new year coming la hor. so must appreciate god of wealth, god of luck, god of feng shui and war of gods lah right.

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Which goes to say, I can't remember the reason why I decided to get myself a job.

Fuck twilight, catch Daybreakers.

Daybreakers just fucking screwed Stephenie Meyer in the ass yall!

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Happy 5Years 8Months!

speech

2010-01-08T02:12:00.003+08:00

You know what, FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING MISERABLE WASTED DUNG LUMP OF SHITTY OLD 24YEARS OF WORTHLESS IDIOTIC SICKENING LIFE.

That's it.

Goodbye you pig.

Applause.

love

2010-01-03T04:49:00.008+08:00

I can never agree with anyone who started this saying:

"You shouldn't meet your boyfriend/girlfriend often. You guys will get sick of each other."

Erm, like where the hell do you get that from? Oh yea, from experience? I'd rather not believe that. If you love someone how the hell can you ever get sick of him/her?

Say you take your parents as an example. You see them everyday, you love them the same. So do you get sick of them?

NO.

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And I can't foresee myself breaking up with my boyfriend and seeing him dating other girls; hugging,kissing and doing everything we did before.

Yea, I'm pretty anal about it.

I can't see me doing that either.

I'm sorta religiously attached.

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Which goes to say......

I'm getting engaged.

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NOT.

I think I sound conceitedly dogmatic in this entry. I shall stop. I am lovable, I ensure you.

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2010

2010-01-02T05:01:00.002+08:00

Happy 2010!

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So what comes to your mind when you think of new year?

Countdown, yes.

Resolutions? Fuck no. What makes you think you're going to follow the resolutions you make in A DAY when you've got 365 days to HOPE that you are going to fulfill it? I'm sure there's loads more things coming in this new year and I'll bet you'll forget your damn resolutions within a month or two.

Love, hell yes! Boyfriend I'm going to love you moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee in this new year! Come get me~~

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But nonetheless,

let's hope 2010 rings nothing but happiness and success.

I sound like a mentor or personal adviser or something, this kills me.

Goodbye.

B cup

2009-12-27T03:58:00.002+08:00

Certainly, I am very happy where I stand.

With the man I love so unconditionally, with a job that satisfies me to the maximum, with a great family who truly stood by me and what not.

I often do wish for perfection.

NO.

Correction:
I've ALWAYS wanted perfection.

Or at least, I tried to work myself at my very best at certain things.

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There's a point of time in your life where you think you've dipped yourself into maturity, where you feel as though you need to step it up a little by beginning to be a little sexier, technically.

Screw and fuck it,

I Need Bigger Boobs.

C CUP OKAY. I WANT C CUP.

When am I ever going to get itttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.. Living in a B Cup sure does suck.

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Here I am talking about boobs. Oh I forgot, I've just gotten my puberty yesterday.

-_-

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2009-12-22T01:27:00.002+08:00

This is really getting on my nerves!

I've been trying to draw Marilyn Monroe in black and white but something is wrong and I can't fucking figure it outtttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fuck this shit I'm going to sleep.

PFFT(puki fuckfuck taik)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Avatar

2009-12-21T19:59:00.003+08:00

Don't be fooled by the blue alien, pterodactyl and that human living in a sci-fi world in this poster.

If you're thinking of skipping this movie to catch another, DO NOT DO THAT.

You're missing on a marvelous creation!

Everything in this movie is magical and original. It is truely overwhelming. There's a huge message behind the movie as well, it kinda makes you think about us, the human race, and how deceitful we can get when things get out of hand, or rather our excessive desire for wealth. And the beauty of mother nature is extremely beyond words beautiful in this movie, James Cameron's creativity is so powerful he is able to capture and translate all of us to feel and experience it.

I cried a few times in this movie! The heavenly song they composed, the colors in the movie, the beautiful aliens and creatures rich with character. The aliens, Na'vi, reminded me of the South African people living in the jungle with enlarged earlobes. And the way they transport themselves to their own avatar reminded me of The Matrix. It's like you have to lie down on this particular machine, close your eyes and then it'll bring your soul/mind to another place.

BUT REALLY,

THIS IS BY FAR THE MOST OUT-OF-THE-WORLD UH-MAZING EXTRAORDINARY, THE BEST MOVIE IN 2009.

What are you waiting for? Go catch it already!

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I See You.

fever

2009-12-20T19:26:00.003+08:00

Down with fever.

Pfft, how bad is that..

Started off with me eating durian:The King Of All Fruits. Hours later I felt pricking sensation each time I swallow my saliva or perhaps each time I drank water.

Sucks Fucks to the core of the earth.

Sleeping wasn't so easy either. Bedroom windows are closed but it is still freezing cold. I had jacket and socks on, with two layers of blanket.
Results : still ANTARCTICA cold.

And the worst part was, I kept dreaming about perfection. Something about woods and me keeping them together in blocks. No, not Tiger Woods and his scandalous antics. But wood from trees somehow being packed together. It was crazy! Everything was a circling rush especially when I got up from bed to go to the toilet to pee. It was as though my head is as big as the mascot's head.

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Yea and here I am talking about feverish experience when I am supposed to rest. God I missed the Christmas gift exchange and I'm pretty pissed about it.

All because of, The King of All Fruits, oh, thank you very much.

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I love work.

sweet british

2009-12-08T22:52:00.008+08:00

So a few years back I thought I couldn't survive without blogging every single day. Blogging has outgrown on me, well kinda, just a little bit. You know the kind of feeling you get when you get home from a tiring day at work with freaking kids whining and asking you questions to get an answer they already know.

Example:

I was holding a container of white glue.

Kid: "Teacher what is that?"

Me, kanasai-lazy-to-entertain: "Oh, its milk, I'm going to drink it."

Kid: "NOOOOOOOO.....Its glue! You can't drink it!"

-_-

Then you freaking ask me for what!

But nonetheless, I have to admit, kids are a joy to have around.

My boyfriend's birthday!

Our craze for british stuff, their music, fashion and anything pertaining to UK is overwhelming. Knowing he would LOVE Union Jack, I got him a customized birthday cake with the flag along with a picture of his vespa in it.

I stayed till 5am making the gigantic card. Cutting the crepe paper was such a burden I swear! But it looks good and I'm happy!

I made those two figures out of jumping clay. The one on the left is him with a guitar and mike since he love to sing and strum. And the cute one on the left is our baby! Haha, I know, what the fuck.

Me love me boyfriend tze veries musch.

Au Revoir!

strings of updates

2009-12-07T18:15:00.006+08:00

Yes, the header explains everything. And I simply couldn't get it off my mind without updating because I have tons of pictures to share but no where to start.

Sometimes its pretty ordinary for us to come across a day where you feel everything you've done for the past years are all such a fucking waste of the world's time. A pinch of regret on why the exclusive fuck did you ever get yourself into something you are not really sure of the outcome. Why ah?

Okay fuck that, move on with updates of which I don't really know why I put it up here for.

I went to the Night Safari weeks ago and I assure you I saw nothing but darkness. Oh, that picture above, its a leopard, if you can make that out.

Happy 2oth Gaby Jas! You know I'll love you till death, thats for sure.

And my cousin got herself married. Congratulations, have a blissful marriage with lots of little brainiacs in the future.

Kanasai la this entry.

Graffiti on FB

2009-11-20T04:10:00.007+08:00

poopoo, I did these for you! Happy 5years6months!

Click Play!

More updates tomorrow!

mai blogz endtrees

2009-11-16T02:47:00.003+08:00

me are gone to turning stupidity right now reason are me needed to thinking about ideaing gift to somebodies.

wenz I tok like thiz neme mine one arh. it orkay to bee stoolpit.

boys are simple, boys are simple, boys are simple, boys are simple. ok get it.

Jurong Bird Park

2009-11-10T22:52:00.011+08:00

These days my blog are going to be filled with entries of me going somewhere or doing something and sharing something informative which is totally beneficial for whoever's willing to read my blog, IF you find it beneficial.

Let's face it, Singapore's a dot. a weeny one. So we are all pretty much ransacking the veins and particles in our brain for ideas during the weekend. I'm not trying to say my entries are perfectly marvelled in a very interesting way to capture your hearts so you can go to these places too, but it's just something to share.

On with it!

The uncle in that picture above always have his pants slit up to his buttcrack whenever he stands up. I bet it'll smell like ass. Haha.

Boyfriend's computer was down so we had to repair it. So what do girls do when they're bored? FUCK THE CAMERA! Okay, literally, cam-whore. Can anybody tell me who invented that word? Why can't it be cam-slut. Or cam-pussy.

And sooo, we went to Jurong Bird Park. The last time I was there was about 15 years ago. So its about time I visit my friends over there.

It's so nice when you have a boyfriend who works for the government. Everything comes for...let me spell it out.. F.R.E.E!

Hop around Night Safari, Singapore Zoo and Jurong BirdPark for only $45. That is cheap I tell ya.

Is this a swan? Because swans are supposed to be white right? Maybe this is the ugly duckling swan.. Yea, most probably..

I want to bite that cute bushy mushy little peguin. so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Yes, I'm the most dangerous species in the whole entire Bird Park, that's why I need such a big cage! Call me the kissing bird, I give free kisses. Excluding men above 45 years old.

I have to admit, boys are really damn good with maps. Girls, back out and shut up.

This bird is scary. Like 100% scary. It didn't move for almost 5 minutes so I thought its a statue or something and then the head moved slowly towards our direction. I freaked out. The face scary lah oh my god.

A big mess of feathers.

Swans are copy-cats. They copy one another. Look at those two pictures! Same pose for both and their feathers are falling off. Haha..

Lovely blueish greenish and orangeish featherish rightish don'tish youish agreeish withish meish?

I love owls! They don't sleep at night, they are round and cute and they have big eyes! I love them so I actually bothered to read and learn something at the Jurong BirdPark which is : Owls can spin their heads 270degrees.

Yea, I only know one fact about them. Heh.

Trying to imitate the big eye effect with small pointed mouth. Didn't work now did it?

Now let's end with this tourist-inspired picture. I look magnificently retarded but the telephone booth is pretty just like the one in London. Except this one does not have any phone in it. Cheapo! London Calling~

Venue: Jurong Bird Park

Adult entry fee: $18

Was it worth it?: Yes, if you're sick of seeing crows and little black birds in your neighbourhood.

Halloween Sentosa Spooktacular

2009-11-10T02:03:00.010+08:00

I know this is not on the fast track but I have work to juggle with. Halloween was about a week ago and I'm pretty sure everyone in Singapore tried as hard as they could to dress up to the occasion but I couldn't spot any spooky ones on the street.

The "Oh-it's-so-yesterday" costumes I saw were angels, she-devil, witch, dracula and nurse or bunny. Erm, can we get a little creative here?! And I'm not talking about full-dressed angels or draculas. Most of those I saw wore the devil's horns headband with pitchfork dressed in all black and the angels wore wings dressed in all white.

I wanted to be the Tim Burton's corpse bride but the

main focus of the costume is the face makeup and I didn't have much time to do it because of BLOODY WORK so let's just save it for next year. Fuck kilos of pfftsssssssssss.

And so, skin all the long-winded stories....I went to the Sentosa Spooktacular! Boy oh boy I can't wait to spook you guys with pictures! Let's roll!

This sign welcomed us. Thank you Sentosa, for making us feel like home. The Spooktacular was being held at The Images Of Singapore so we had to alight at Imbiah Station and take that never-ending rows of escalators. At the start of each escalator, we saw.....

Pretty nice ey? The words on that poster just makes everything more spooky and exciting! And they have creepy laughters and unwanted noises all around Imbiah Station.

The queue was unbelievable! A handful of rats just squeezed in the queue lor. Pretend pretend to run away from the spirits and ghouls then suddenly join and cut the queue. Kanasai right?! I was one of them. Hehehe! Those spirits would just walk around the queue right beside you and they'll try to spook you or rather, scream in your ear. Yea, that's what I got and I was deaf for 3 minutes. My brain was slowly processing her scream, it stayed for a while.. =(

Even the trees around Sentosa was decorated. A.W.E.S.O.M.E!

Before we enter the Images of Singapore, there was a big sign, NOT FOR THE FAINT-HEARTED.

This one came out of nowhere and then jumped infront of me. I was pretty lucky to get his picture. He's like a green pest lor, keep running and jumping here and there..

Find the oil man. It'll help if you click on this picture. And you'll spot him wearing slippers! Haha!

This one is the most ultra super scariest of the whole bunch of ghosts I met that day. He was hiding behind a wall peeping at who's coming. FUCK!

My boyfriend calls this the "The White Stripes" ghost, him and music. I figured maybe she died in prison so that's the reason why her costume is black and white.

I'm getting lazy in explaining what they are. But the last one got lost from Left 4 Dead, I'm sure. I wanted to ask him how's Zoey and Francis and whether they are still alive and kicking, but he was busy so I'll pass on that.

Creative food stalls with cool names to go along with it.

And oh, I forgot about this ghost..

He is not scary, period.

Okay maybe I could add on somemore, maybe he's good enough for a comedian role or perhaps a mad man or maybe a beggar because he is really REALLY not scary. LOOK AT HIM SMILING AT MY CAMERA! how scary is that?!?!

Venue: Sentosa Imbiah Station, Images Of Singapore

Price of Tickets: $22

Will I be spooked again at Spooktacular next year: Most probably

I need my bed and my lights.

Goodnight world.

quickie update

2009-11-03T23:25:00.003+08:00

I have 7 kilograms of stories to tell but its never fun without pictures. I have to get hold of them soon!!

Everything is wonderful now, so so wonderfulllllllll.

Let's meet soon girls.

getaway

2009-10-27T03:17:00.005+08:00

Nothing and no one matters now, except you and me.

Period.

Hi selfish, nice to have you in my life, I've been waiting to be like this since forever. I'm scraping nice and lovely away. It is kinda nice to be a juvenile bitch when you're so pissed off with everything and anything that evolves around your pathetic little world of yourself being nice every single fucking crazy time.

How did I even get myself to do that all these while?

Stupid, so pathetically stupid.

Let me rectify this entry,

I am fine. =)

Soooooo, what's going on for Halloween ?

complain~

2009-10-22T02:23:00.007+08:00

Today I killed the annoying boy mentioned in my triple previous entry.

motherfucking piece of maggot shit you little imp you small little no front tooth piece of wackledoodledoo boy who whines like a fucking little baby dickroach like a motherfucking male who doesn't even know what his penis is for beside pee-ing you little faggot!

Believe me this could go on for a gazillion years.

Boyfriend bring my somewhere!

Happy birthday Daddyyyyyyyy!

I bompbompbompbomp you

2009-10-19T02:03:00.005+08:00

With everything dark, with sheets caressing you, with golden lights in the glowing night, with you near me, with warmth and comfort, with pillows and tugging, with powder and cream, with brit and london, with me and us...

Goodnight world...

Happy 5years5months sugar rush.

hsm

2009-10-16T23:41:00.003+08:00

I love work so freaking deathing much, being minimalist in explaining is perfectly well suited.

quickie

2009-10-12T04:35:00.004+08:00

I was on the road a days ago and the moment I caught my eyes on a SBS bus, I know something was really wrong.

I saw....

"THE PLEASURE OF SUCKING"

Okay, what in the hell? It is from a Chupa Chups advertisement. It is just not right.

Imagine a kid saying this, "Daddy, the pleasure of sucking is sooo good, can I have another round of it together? We can suck together and I promise I won't get high......on sugar."

Yea, the first half of that sentence already meant something else. And, further more, Chupa Chups is such a cute brand name and I agree to a maximum extent that 3/4 of their customers are kids. So why not do an advertisement like Ribena or KinderJoy or Horlicks.

So we can go,"Ho Ho Ho, as much Vitamin B6, from 48 bananas. Ho Ho Ho, as much Calcium from 55 cups of milk. Ho Ho Ho, as much Iron from 3 kilos of spinach!"

haha, yellow is the color of my brain.

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Facebookers, Farmville is the shit man! Yeeehawwww~

Happy Birthday Bro! I know I know, you want to dedicate your birthday to our parents for bringing you into this world. Yada Yada Yada~ Love!

oh work~

2009-10-08T01:45:00.006+08:00

I met an annoying boy today.

Maybe because I was beginning to feel tired and everything he says is annoying the shit out of me.

I'll start off with:

1. I was teaching another child called Morgan, and whenever I was asking Morgan something, he'll interrupt and he'll start telling me the answer to my question, WHICH WAS MEANT TO BE FOR MORGAN. -_-

2. His front tooth kept shaking when he talked, its disturbing.

3. I think his mouth is functioning like a waterfall. His saliva is everywhere lah oh my god.

4. He was supposed to draw a prince. But he drew the leg of the prince too skinny. Super skinny to even color it. So i erase it and drew it my way, THE CORRECT WAY, because I am the teacher. And then he grumbled and whined and he told me mine was wrong and the one he did was so much nicer.

5. I feel like slapping him.

6. It was nearly the end of the class and he couldn't finish because he wasted most of his time functioning his saliva waterfall. So i told him, he could finish everything by next week and then he can bring it home. And i promised him, he would. And then he started to cry.

7. KANINA CHAO CHIBYE ANOTHER WATERFALL LOR. one from mouth and another from eye.

8. He started complaining to his mommy, hoping his mommy would scold me. She came up to me, so i explained to his mommy everything and she understood.

AND I WON. I WON! NENENIPUPU! SHE NEVER SCOLD ME~~

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Over 200 pieces of Swarovski diamonds to pimp my helmet.

I decided to do strawberry inspired nails but it came out a little bit like watermelon. And one of my students told me it looks like grass with a pink sky.

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Till whenever, chao cin ciao.

holy crap!

2009-09-28T23:09:00.004+08:00

I was on Youtube, singing "Listen" by Beyonce Knowles trying to hit all those high notes in that song. Not that I can sing, but I tried.

I tried as hard as I can, concentrating on my voice,a mirror in front of me reflecting a "you-can't-murder-me" face.

AND THEN,

something black crawled so fast towards to door.

COCKROACH!

As much as I don't want the word "cock" to be in the word "roach", I WAS TERRIFIED TO SEE A COCKROACH so huge like that. Must be a daddy or a mummy cockroach. That sucker!

I think an alternative to the word cockroach would be dickroach. HAHA.

She: "Oh my god, I saw a dickroach last night"
He: "Noooooooo.. Reaaaalllllyy?!" (turned on)

I'll be back soon with more pictures, need sleep, hell yeah work tomorrow!

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No animals were harmed in the making of this blog entry.

(except one pest:cockroach)

RIP daddy/mummy cockroach.

Wild Freesia

2009-09-26T01:19:00.002+08:00

Okay, let me get this straight. Ruler straight, pencil straight, line straight. Everything straight.

Doesn't mean you wear black outfits, you're gothic okay. Like where the hell did they ever get that theory from?

So you're trying to tell me all makeup artists out there are all gothic because they wear black clothes almost every single day?

And so you're trying to tell me people who are religious and saint can't even have black colored clothes touching their skin?

Stereotypes.

Why don't you try being a "monotype" for a day. It might be fun. -_-

I siku your faces with my ketiak then you know. Genyeh sekali while I'm at it.

Okay eww.

But mine smells like Lady Speed Stick in Wild Freesia. I am very particular about armpits which is NOT weird.

So visit this website if you want your armpit to smell like a baby's bum! (super enthusiastic advertorial voice)

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Till whenever, good day!

Topshop Autumn/Winter 09

2009-09-25T00:28:00.016+08:00

Image from here

Kanina buay chao chee-bye limpeh mai kalakong sibei tanjiak fucking pretty lor.

girl you're selling those clothes alright, work it uhuh yeah~~
(say it like how a black diva girl would)

for now Katie, you rank 2nd in my list. Marilyn Monroe is always the first la hor.

I've just finished putting ruby-colored swarovski diamonds on my helmet and its soooo pimped. Pictures of new vespa, helmet and my nails soon, can't wait to share with you guys!

I want to live like Edie Sedgewick.

Bye la hor.

After a while, the word "hor" is becoming more irritating.

I shall stop. Let me try again:

Bye people.

vain

2009-09-23T14:14:00.003+08:00

Sometimes I am very afraid to look into the mirror. Because I'm afraid the reflection would do something different which is not coherent to what I'm doing. Silly, but I look at mirrors a lot, I'm just afraid they would betray me someday and scare the hell out of me.

Have you ever had this feeling where you think something is going to happen but if you don't voice it out or tell it to someone, it happens?

But, when you tell someone beforehand, it won't happen.

Get it? No? Yes?

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God this one week break away from work is making me think and do silly things.

Facebook games, I'm back.

Food and late night snacks, I'm back.

Xbox360 games, I'm back.

Plenty of time, I'm back.

Blogging, I'm always back, here behind your screen.

"I'm free", I'm back.

Bye, I'm back.

Selamat Hari Raya

2009-09-21T02:57:00.003+08:00

Selamat Hari Raya to all Muslim friends! How’s the stomach going? Pretty swell with food I’d say.
  
I’m not so much of a rice-eater or a big fan of dishes like Rendang, Ayam Masak Merah and all that stuff. I’ll be eyeing all those cookies and festive snacks and this is kind of worrying. I’ve been eating pineapple tarts as though they are going to extinct by the end of tomorrow! God help?
  
Have you tried Mr.Bean’s pineapple tarts? It’s the second best I can find in Singapore if I feel like having it on a normal day other than the month of Hari Raya. So go, try it. But it’ll be better if they could make their pineapple tarts softer? Is that the word to use? Softer cookies? Whatever. The whole point is, if you want to know whether it’s a good pineapple tart or not, IT WILL MELT IN YOUR MOUTH WITH JUST ONE BITE.
  
Homemade pineapple tarts are way better, enough said.
  
And I’m blabbering about tarts and nothing else for the past 2 paragraphs and a sentence. No wonder my entries are super long, I just can’t cut short into things. 
  
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I just find this Hari Raya a whole lot meaningful than before. I am closer to my family, I did makeup for my mom and she went to flaunt her fake eyelashes and tried as hard as possible not to cry. I joke around with my dad telling him not to take in too much glucose. And I sent stupid text messages to my brother on his cell phone just to hear a computerize-voice reading the text message for me which was kind of funny.
  
I love Hari Raya because I get to see everyone with their traditional clothes practically EVERYWHERE and it’s so lovely and colorful. Too bad I don’t celebrate Chinese New Year or Deepavali, if I do, I’d wear the Cheongsam and Sari. You neeeeeeeeeed to embrace your culture! (I think I sound childish in this paragraph, like in a composition called “The Day I Celebrated Hari Raya”)
  
Good day!

teacher teacher!

2009-09-18T03:00:00.007+08:00

My brain died after a few days of not blogging or was it weeks of not blogging? I’m not a mathematical person. It always happens but ideas will start popping once I finish this paragraph starting from now, right after this full stop.

I have a job now and “with a great job, comes great responsibilities”, as quoted by Spiderman. But I change that phrase a little, so it’s my quote now. I’m a stealer. Yes, that’s my job. I steal things. Its kind of fun actually, you can get hold of things you don’t own which is fantastically thrilling and sinful. Am I kidding?! Yes.

Truth is, I’m an Art Teacher now. I teach children from the age of 5 to 12 years old. It’s the coolest job I’ve ever had. And so I thought teaching young kids are tough, but no, not really, you just yak about stupid nonsensical things and they just laugh along with you. And 90% of them are Caucasians which is a plus point because they are much more talkative compared to Asian kids and before you know it, the lesson is already over. They just occupy you with silly talks throughout the lesson. Yay!

Happy 5years 4months to the best of the best boyfriend. I don’t know what to say anymore to express how much you mean to me. It’s like a crime. I want to murder you so I can go to jail and you can take care of me there. But you can’t take care of me if you’re dead can you. Seeeeeeee, I don’t know how to use words to explain this.

But really lah, keep it simple lah hor: I LOVE YOU.

We need more plans girls. Maybe a party where we can dress up as school girls or maybe a day at the arcade? Haha. I love you guys so much I want to flick your beans. Okay, I was just kidding.

Till next time, have the loveliest day!

happy, sha la la, its so nice to be happy.

2009-09-11T06:21:00.002+08:00

This is a tremendously blithe blog entry. =D

I shall type everything in point-form starting now!

I painted my room all by myself. I started painting at 8am and completed everything by 4:30am the next morning. I'm not a superhuman, I took breaks in between. My room is extraordinarily clean and neat and red and dark and sleeeeeepppyyyy and yaawwwnnnn. I can sleep better now because my room is comfy and dark.

Half of the germs inside my body finally decided to leave me. Sore throat gone, flu still notoriously alive.

I lost weight. I can fit into my mom's clothing, which is totally amazing lor because she's small in size. Solution: start hating rice, reduce on snacks, drink lots of water.

I'm getting a new carpet for my room to match the walls!

And I love my boyfriend because WE ARE GETTING MARRIED!

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Every single blog entry needs climax and suspense.

I was just kidding.

We are not getting married.

But I'm pregnant.

Okay that's another lie as well.

I'm pretty tired.

So I'm gonna sleep in my room.

Sounds weird because the last time i slept in my room was a month ago.

But what the hell! I'm turning in now.

God must bless me because I need that Art Facilitator job as soon as possible!

Different kinds of jobs are flooding in my life right now lorrr, see lah, now all you employees want me right. Do the chasing!

And god shall bless you too, because I asked him to.

=)

sick =(

2009-09-08T12:41:00.002+08:00

There’s always a day during the fasting month where all your immune system breaks down. Or, you’ll be having your menstruation, which is never my case la hor. I’m assuming I have more male hormones rather than female hormones, explains why I’m having irregular cycle for menstruation (can last up to 4 months, BEAT THAT!) and I’m a huge gamer and I play Fifa 09 and mafia or anything gore.

Now I’m telling the whole cyber world I’m a man.

I’m the next Megan Fox!

And I’ll lure you into google-ing about me, finding pictures of me before I went for the sex operation and you’ll be constantly on the look out for my Adam’s apple.

And seriously honestly, leave Megan Fox alone. She’s a woman. I’ve seen a picture of her as a child but I don’t trust anything from the Internet so let’s just stick to what she’s portraying to us now, A WOMAN.

BUT!, her Marilyn Monroe tattoo really o-biang la hor. Okay, most of her tattoos la. And it’s a shame because Marilyn Monroe is super drop dead gorgeous but Marilyn appears to be retarded on her hand. That crescent or starfish or whatever that is on her feet PERMANENTLY looks like a dark spot, in other words unrecognisable. Same goes to her wrist. And who would ever tattoo their lover’s name on their body, especially when you’re a celebrity and celebrity’s relationship often do not last long?

Okay no more bitching, I’m down with flu and a very painful sore throat, I’d better have my rest.

Good morning UTC/GMT +8hours, Singapore.

blood red

2009-09-04T04:11:00.002+08:00

Having a red room will help me sleep better.

I believe.

boyfriend, I love you.

Why do you blog?

2009-09-02T06:59:00.005+08:00

I was at his place a few weeks ago, I recalled. In his sister’s room, on the World Wide Web talking about people’s blog. And then I heard, “Got time ah these people do blogs.” coming from his sister’s boyfriend in a "I-don’t-get-it manner". I felt that twitch. Because I own a blog too. And I was one of those people.

So it got me thinking, why did I ever start up a blog? Of my own interest or to spill what’s going on in my life to strangers behind the screens? No seriously, why?

I forgot why I actually blogged.

Why the hell was I telling others what I did every other day? And why are they interested? And why did I embed that tag board up on my blog? And why did I ever link up my mates for others to see? Why was there even a www.blogger.com? Why?

Easy.

Solution: Kay-poh.

We are all kay-poh. Its au-natural. Human nature.

This extremely short, sweet and simple solution to the problem of why I decided to blog, destroys everything I’ve typed above which is a waste of time lah for you guys to read right hor.

Nah I’m just kidding. I’m way better in expressing myself with typed-written words. I choke when I talk to people I’m not close with. I like to share photos and my thoughts. Through blog-hopping, I learn a lot of things, like interesting places in Singapore I’ve never been to, how people blog, how people boast, how people twaddle about how rich they are indirectly, how people do everything. Just everything.

Geylang Serai Bazaar is really something. I’m still on the hunt for something nice to wear for Hari Raya.

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lis morneeng damn sitty leh, so cold cold for what! like refligelater.wah sibei bo tahan!

go figure.

Because..

2009-08-28T17:57:00.005+08:00

Having union jack nails is not fun anymore when one of my fingernails chipped; only half of it survived the painful ordeal. Retarded. Now I have to change my nail colour wasting all my efforts, painstakingly drawing a straight line just to achieve that union jack image. -_-

And on top of that, my brother keep telling me my new nail art looks very much like an ah-lian. But it’s a pink-tip nails with reddish diamantes. How the fuck is it ah-lian-ish? Then he kept yakking about how the union jack nails was better and unique.

And! To make it even worst, my boyfriend said it doesn’t matter. Nails don’t matter. Because people don’t notice. Because it’s just nails, a small portion of your body. And I shall say because you’re a guy!! And I say because guys don’t have an eye for detail. And I shall say because you’re my boyfriend so I won’t get mad at you.

And I keep blabbering about stupid things.

Like my nails.

Because I’m a girl and I was being told by a guy, girls talk about stupid things. So I shall uphold that image in this entry.

Because I’m proud to be a girl.

Because this entry contains a lot of reasoning, thus the word “because”.

Because I have nothing to talk about.

Because I’m going out today to catch Baybeats to support local talents.

Because my mind is mostly preoccupied with my boyfriend’s face.

  Because…bye.

inspirations

2009-08-26T22:03:00.002+08:00

I ran out of stories to tell, hence the picture above.

Everything i love. But then again, its impossible to fit everything inside a very small dimension.

I love my boyfriend so much I'm planning to kill him.

This is a short entry.

Congratulations.

Fasting Month

2009-08-22T06:00:00.003+08:00

This is the month where we practically starve ourselves for 12hours. And you go saying, “How the hell you guys survive for 12hours without eating or drinking? I cannot sia! Can die leh!”

It is pretty easy actually, just be anorexic. Control your mind and tell yourself you’re going to be America’s Next Top Model.

Nah I’m just kidding.

12hours is pretty short. Most of us go to work or school in the morning except me, and then they do stuff that occupies their time at work or school except me, so time passes by quite quickly except for me, and then by the time they finish school or work, they will be on their way home to break their fast except me again. I’ll be at home all the way stoning for no reason other than being jobless.

It is a shame my brain lacks religious knowledge but I do know a reason why we fast. Reason is, we need to obey God’s injunction. I’m still learning, cut me some slack.

I have Union Jack nails!!!! I did it myself and I am very proud. Super duper proud. Extremely wah-can-die-if-cannot-eat proud. I love UK.

Now tell me, when is the time someone show his/her love for Singapore? Answer: 9 August

Apart from 9^th of August, you can NEVER find any Singaporeans wearing a t-shirt that says, “I love Singapore”, you can NEVER find someone carrying a Singapore flag bag, and you can NEVER find any female with Singapore flag designed on their nails.

Instead we have people wearing products with flags from other countries imprinted on it. Like me.

I’m sorry Singapore, I love you too okay. You make me feel safe. WHERE IS THE LOVE PEOPLE.

MAJULAH SINGAPURA!

ROAR! (Not that “roar” “rawr” teenagers use in their sentences lah! I’m referring to our lion roaring. Alamak you people ah)

Bye.

jobless

2009-08-20T04:59:00.004+08:00

I’m back in typing motions. This sucks, absolutely literally. I wish I’m doing something. At least something, like an activity. Cleaning horse dung at the turf club (I’ve checked under “career” section, they don’t have it), part-time grey hair buster (any senior citizens wanna employ me?), part-time in finding facts such as how many stars are there in the sky at night? (Any astrologists wanna hire me?).

Kanasai.

Yes those are the lamest job I can ever imagine. Blame everyone else for not hiring me.

ME, ME, ME! Nice, extremely fast-paced, intelligent, swift, too fast and furious for competitors to catch, brainiac, god-like. Inevitably true, not!

But seriously, I want to teach those little mofos art. My dream is to become a teacher. I sound so miserable I wish I could butt squash myself.

Meanwhile, I’m inspired to draw Marilyn Monroe. Yes, myself! -_-

After seeing this:

And I’m going to start drawing tomorrow hor. And then I’m going to scan it hor. And I’m going to post it here hor. And then I’m going to print in a huge size of it hor. And I’m going to frame it hor. And I’m going to hang it up on my room hor. Along with all the newspaper clippings and pictures I can get of her hor.

I’ve adapted to a new way of talking. Using “hor” after being inspired by an aunty sitting behind me in the bus. She kept going “aloh” after every single sentence her friend said.

“Aloh” means “yalor”. I guess she’s just lazy to pronounce to “Y” and “R” in “yalor”. And she kept saying it so many times so maybe it is easier to pronounce it as “aloh”. Faster and efficient!

She uses “aloh” so I shall use “hor”. Different means originality leh! Cannot meh!

  I shall now announce that all my blog entries are sibei long from now onwards. Sibei eyesore right!

There's something about Esther ; Her Clothes!

2009-08-17T05:43:00.006+08:00

One question:

Why is it when there's a horror movie or just about any movie that has ever existed, the police/ambulance/fire rescue will only appear towards the end of the movie? When there's no excitement and when the movie is going to end in the next 5 minutes. Why?

I mean, the director could come up with something creative for them to do right? Say, the policemen could be the one catching the criminal who is the main character of the movie. Or the fire rescue team was trying to put off the fire at a building and then suddenly one of them died. Or the ambulance was on their way and suddenly the road cracked and a monster came up and ate their eyes.

Give them a scene!

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So anyways, me and boyfriend was contemplating on whether we should watch "Orphan" or "Up". I chose "Orphan".

Because she wore nice clothes in the movie and I love her hair, its dark and glossy. I like every single one of her clothes. EVERY SINGLE PIECE.

Yea, that's my only reason.

Image: www.movieweb.com/gallery/PGjVPjkpezcumq
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Happy 5years 3 months Mr Vespa 17.

Are the lights at Geylang Serai up yet? I want to go see so my eyes can go blind as soon as possible.

Ear Deaf Or What

2009-08-16T07:13:00.001+08:00

I’m jinxed. By a bad luck called “EarDeafOrWhat” also known as EDOW, which of course was invented by myself. You see, the thing is, every single time I want to get myself something from the coffee shop or the fast food outlet, say I would like to get myself a Chrysanthemum Tea; I would end up getting otherwise, like Ice Peach Tea.

How the fuck?!

When did the pronunciation for Chrysanthemum Tea get so close to the pronunciation for Ice Peach Tea! Even when a mute person tries to pronounce both of these words without vocal cords (yes, mute), I can differentiate it without even asking them to write it down on a piece of paper.

Another one of it was when I asked for a Double Cheeseburger meal from McDonalds. I ended up getting the Cheeseburger itself without the meal. I clearly requested for DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER MEAL. I said MEAL. With french freaking fries and Coca freaking Cola.

Yet another one of it was when I asked for Chicken Cutlet Rice and I ended up getting Chicken Chop.

Another freaking incident, I asked for Ice Horlicks. I ended up getting Hot Horlicks. Maybe the person who took my order is suffering from a skin disease, which apparently, left him feel-less.

I don’t think the problem is me? I placed the order loud and clear. Maybe the people who took orders from me are all suffering from EarDeafOrWhat. They are the problem! I should bring some medical prescriptions the next time I meet them.

And oh, for the record, it feels so good to have something different from what I requested showing up in front of me. I feel so happy, I almost couldn’t control myself. I feel like jumping around.

I feel like screaming EARDEAFORWHAT!

Next time boyfriend, you’re placing the order!

Wah, talk about food also can long long ah your entry. Kanasai sibei cannot carry man.

story

2009-08-14T05:28:00.004+08:00

Certainly, I’ve got nothing more than blabbers in this entry. But I figured, once I start typing about something random, I might come up with nonsense. Nonsense will then link to a story. A story will then link to a blog entry, which will then, solve my problem of not having any idea for a blog entry. And by doing this, I’m creating a paragraph full of words which will then link to a bunch of nonsense which will then make my entries appear longer when its just a piece of nonsense, which I assume is a blog entry. And I love how I’m repeating what I’m saying over and over again but in a different manner which will then, give me a long blog entry which links to nothing in particular.

Okay what a way to start an entry! That hypes me up and I’m ready to go!

Go where?

Nowhere, but here in www.tvinthe60s.blogspot.com where you can get all the zest you can ever imagine once I click “Publish Post” in blogger’s dashboard.

NOT.

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While everyone is crazy about Chatum Tanning from GI Joe, I’m crazy about Snake Eyes! Don’t you think he’s discreetly sexy? He took a vow to be silent after his master’s death ey? Yummy.

I love my girls like how humans love to eat. Its not love to eat, its a must to eat. So its a must to have you girls around me. I gobbled Dita a few days back that's why you don't see her anymore. I'm a murderer! Dita nooooooooooo, come back(when you're not busy), noooooooooo! -_-

Heritage

2009-08-09T22:07:00.004+08:00

While everyone is busy waving flags, merging in red and white, witnessing the beautiful spectacular at Esplanade, I was reciting prayers for my late grandparents. Doesn’t sound like me, but I’m glad I did.

As read by my uncle who fought to hold back his tears while reminiscing:

Allahyarham Haji Mulasah Markan Bin Abdul Kassim born 1914 in India, was a very kind man who never failed to help others. He had a stall where he sold delicious Indian food, not to mention he was very precise about the taste, it had to be excellent. He was careful with money but not stingy. His favourite snack would be Toblerone Chocolate. He taught his children and grandchildren how to pray, respect the elders and sing Indian songs. He passed away on the 14 July 1996.

Allahyarhamha Hajjah Maimunah Binte Md Amin born 1929 in Batu Pahat, was a lovely and patient lady who never fails to put on a smile no matter how bad things were. She has never used a cane to discipline her children. Her favourite food would be Mee Goreng and durian. She loved to doll up and make herself look presentable, using cosmetics from the olden days such as Sam Fong Press Powder and Hazeline Snow. She never failed to help other ladies who wanted to look pretty and youthful by giving them a special homemade cooling powder and massages. She passed away on the 29 July 2009.

Notice the date and the year.

My grandfather was born in the year of 1914 and he passed away on the 14 July.

My grandmother was born in the year of 1929 and she passed away on the 29 July.

Coincidental? I don’t think so. Maybe there’s a reason why god made it that way. Maybe it is a blessing.

And maybe I just missed them, so much.

Only when you’ve lost something, you begin to treasure it.

God bless everyone.

Infected

2009-08-07T01:40:00.003+08:00

This is the ultimate nice smelling shit.

November 17.

I shall wait in anticipation!

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I succeeded in posting a short blog entry!

what's your problem?

2009-08-06T06:55:00.014+08:00

God life is hard. I assume I’m not getting that NIE teaching job since 2 weeks are gone, yea 2 weeks just flew out of the window, and I’ve yet to receive any reply. I wanted this job 3years ago and I couldn’t get it. So I thought if I went to an art school and get a cert, I’ll get that job. Now that I have that fucking Diploma cert, I still can’t get that freaking precious job. (Why are there spaces in some of the words in this paragraph, even blogger want to screw my mood!)

What the hell is wrong?

And this is the reason why I hate online application to the core of the earth. You can’t communicate with someone that is alive and breathing so they would be able to know that you’re serious about getting this job. On the other hand, I don’t get it, why wouldn’t they want to employ me when they’ve yet to see my portfolio? I mean, its arts man. You gotta see to believe, visuals! Hello anyone?! VISUALS. Seeing is believing. An interview won’t hurt.

Depress.

Depressing.

Depressed.

I guess I’ll work for some art company whereby they’ll host a teaching programme for kids or something. Ironic, for someone who don’t like entertaining small midgets who behaves like devils on the loose.

If I can’t get that kind of job,

I want to be a cleaner at the mrt station nearest to my home.

I’ll be the prettiest cleaner with makeup you will ever see in Singapore!

Happy belated 19th Lydia! Have a wonderful one. You're the happiest happy-go-lucky girl I've ever met. Just seeing you makes me happy already!

Was out with my gorgeous femmes, people watching and indulging in a caffeine-free drink. I feel healthy. Britney, you need to detoxify yourself okay. You have a lot of caffeine in your body after yesterday. Haha!

Good day!

wolf pack

2009-08-02T02:56:00.004+08:00

I’m back home and the first thing I did was to log on www.blogger.com just to see you. Maybe I’m not the one who’s seeing you. You’re the anonymous one. You are seeing me! Yea, that’s right. You see me.

I don’t want to waste any minute of my life so everyday is a learning day. Sounds a little bit mundane but I assure you, you need to use every single minute as though it’s the last. I want to share things that I’ve learnt by being a couch potato. Good things that might be a bit of help for you. Since my entries are kind of wordy these days, doing it in point form might help cut things short.

· For insomniacs: Drinking hot milk might help you sleep better. Another best option would be relaxation, think of a very calm place; garden, waterfall, and beach. The last option that might not work for most is counting sheep. The last two options might not work on most because it involves thinking, which sucks.

· Eating chocolates does not give you pimples but it gives out serotonin, which is a chemical in your body to make you feel happy.

· Yea, you think these facts are boring? Wait till you read the next one.

· When your female sex partner says she’s having a headache and she want to skip sex, she’s lying. The female orgasm can function as a powerful painkiller as it releases endorphins.

Now I don’t think this entry is any shorter even with the help of point forms. Oh just forget it.

“The Hangover” is absolutely butt swinging mad piece of nice smelling shit. Not only does it have a lot of nice tunes to suit the mood of the movie, its NON-STOP tickling funny and not to mention hot babes with nice racks towards the end of the movie. No wonder it’s a mad piece of nice smelling shit.

Rating: 5/5 farts man.

Why farts instead of popcorns?

Because when you go to a movie, you eat popcorns, so popcorns are history when it comes to rating movies. Farts come after that. And then shit. So let’s stick to farts.

  This is absolutely crapping; it’s starting not to make any sense. So tah-rah! 

i miss you

2009-08-01T11:44:00.001+08:00

I remembered I gave her a massage when she was about to go to bed in the hospital.
 
I remembered I asked her who cut her nails when I wasn’t around to do it.
 
I remembered I kissed her before I left the hospital.
 
I remembered watching old classic movies with her when we couldn’t sleep.
 
I remembered I took care of her.
 
I remembered I was by her side.
 
I remembered I woke up from a bad dream and she was there to comfort me.
 
I remembered she combed my hair when I was young.
 
I remembered she was like my mom.
 
I remembered we shared the same mirror because we are vain.
 
I remember everything and it is here to stay.
 
I love you and I miss you grandma.
 
~ Al-Fatihah ~

Old Changi Hospital

2009-07-28T23:53:00.003+08:00

Do you believe in spirits, ghost and ghouls?

I’ve always been afraid of it. No, I do not like to call myself a coward. I am brave to a certain extent when it comes to supernatural stuff. I stay up all night every single day playing games and watching the television, I’ve heard strange noises and shits but I always thought it’s my imagination because our minds are greater than we think it is.

I’ve been to cemeteries; Christian, Chinese and Muslim. My boyfriend and I used to do it 4 years ago when we were still young and kinda sick in our thoughts. What do we do there? We stroll around dead people. It’s peaceful and the feeling is nice. We stayed till 8pm, didn’t dare to stay any longer than that because it was just the two of us. Imagine if either one of us got possessed by some demon, I bet a million bucks the other person would either scream then faint, run and never look back, or cry and then pretend to go to sleep hoping the possessed person would be normal again which is, I would like to say: FAT HOPE.

We’ve all heard stories about the Old Changi Hospital, am I right? Yea, the rocking chair that would never stop rocking, blood in certain areas of that hospital even though its been closed since forever, the stories just keep coming as long as the hospital is there.

I went there yesterday. With four other people. Along with our Vespas. At 2:13am. When I say Vespa, it makes the situation even more risky. Well, it’s slow and it takes a while to make the engine run. So if you want to talk about running away from any ghost that is coming after you, you can forget about it. No critics against Vespa, it’s the fucking coolest bike around apart from Harley Davidson. And I mean it when I say fucking coolest. You’ll get strangers saying “Wah so nice ah your bike” or giving you a thumbs up when you’re on the road. What am I yakking about bikes for? Back to the ghost story!

Snip snap it short, I saw nothing. Boyfriend said he saw something moved near the entrance of the hospital.

Here’s the catch:

I can’t sleep when I got back home. It was as if someone was watching me. I dozed off for an hour and when I woke up, I wanted to cry.

I saw…(to be continued after the sentence below)

I love dots. I use it to create suspense. Hahah.

Okay, I saw a reddish brown patch, the size of a 7cm diameter circle on my calf. It’s so huge I wanted to cry my eyes out. It looks like a bruise, the only thing is, it’s not blue-black in colour. I mean if you knock yourself into something really hard, you’ll have a bruise the next day. But it’s not a bruise that I have. It’s something else….

Yea, I figured maybe some spirits are not really happy with my visit yesterday so this reddish brown patch is a warning from them to me?

Perhaps if I brought flowers or fruits they would welcome me?

HAHAHA. Well it’s a hospital, what else do you bring when you visit?!

Oh my god, this entry is as long as Osama’s beard or maybe Dumbledore’s. Bye now.

NIE(not interesting enough)

2009-07-23T15:52:00.008+08:00

Honestly, I don’t really know why my entries are rather long these days. What are the possibilities? Well, I figured maybe I’m dying soon, so I needed to let it all out. Or maybe my personality is changing; I’m beginning to be more talkative, non-verbally. Only through writing, well it’s typing in this case. Or maybe reading more books these few weeks has made it more inspiring for me to blog and type about stuff that are non-relevant to those books I read. How amazing!

I’ve applied for art teaching in NIE a few days ago and please, I beg you to pray that I, no one else but, Nur Hidayah Binte Baharuddin, get that job. It’s been my dream since I was 15. Start your prayers now! I don’t care which god you believe in, or if you’re an atheist or whatever. But if you’re an atheist, scratch “ Get Nur Hidayah Binte Baharuddin a teaching career as soon as possible”, on a tree in front of Ministry Of Education. I saw a huge tree you can work on. HAHA, god I’m a joke.

You know how lovers plan where they should go out to spend their weekends? We don’t do that anymore. We used to do it a few years back but it has outgrown. So when Saturday is here, I’ll be the one who’ll ask, “Where are we going today?” and then he’ll give me the same response every single week. It’ll be:

“I don’t know, we’ll see.”

So a few weeks back, I WAS THE ONE WHO SUGGESTED WE SHOULD GO TO SENTOSA! So we did. Initially, he wanted to tan but the weather was not so promising so we skip that. I mean, HE SKIP THAT. Tanning is out of the question for me. I don’t want to tan myself. Girls spend thousands on products to make them fair, so I should embrace what I have. But sometimes I feel like I need a tan because smoky eye makeup doesn’t really work on me. Because my skin is pale and then I have dark eyes and pale nude lips, I look almost dead. Wow, that’s a lot of reasoning. -_-

I was told to make a funny face but I changed my mind before the shutter took off, simply because I didn't want to look ugly. But pursing my lips thin is kinda funny.. Excuse his adorable face.

My boyfriend is a changed man. He's a health freak. He's finding that health pyramid thing they have on bottled/can drinks nowadays. I don't really know what they call that.

And..... its heaven once he found it.

20th

2009-07-20T14:28:00.004+08:00

I never thought growing a year older, is so overwhelming. I’m not overwhelmed that I survived 20years of living. I’m just overwhelmed about getting wrinkles and grey hair and owning such a marvellously ridiculously fascinating boyfriend. And I already have grey hair! So that’s an excuse for this kind of behaviour.

I don’t feel anything unusual about turning and being 20. I guess everything is a whole lot serious now. Getting myself a job soon, saving up money, giving a portion to my parents. And then of course you have shopping, partying, drug-ing, drinking, slaying, whatever negativities. Seriously, one should NEVER iron themselves absolutely smooth and straight. You’ll turn bonkers soon, I’ll tell ya. You should take a walk on the wild side sometimes. You only live once.

I don’t believe in reincarnations. And what, you’re going to turn into a tree in your next life ?! Or maybe a cockroach since we humans detest pests. Bullshit.

I think I’m a whole lot productive when its near 6am. Ideas come in like waterfall I assure you. Alright enough about me.

But this blog should be, really, about me!

Okay, so lets state something real about me,

I hate cockroaches ( who don’t! )

Finished!

PS: If u can survive Expert on Left4Dead, contact me, I need some tips man.

Another PS: Happy 5years 2months Officer. INMATE DOWN! GOOSENECK!

Another freaking PS : I had enough of Michael Jackson’s ghost sighting, drug abuse stories and shits. He’s a talented man who sorta invented his own originality, changed the world, created some hella good stuff for us to hear, now he’s with god, bless him, PERIOD. I don’t get it, when he’s alive, they call him wacko jacko and all those bad stuff, and now, you hear all good things about him. BACKSTABBER LAH YOU PEOPLE!! (there goes my singlish)

Did you stay up all night just to watch Michael Jackson on ChannelNewsAsia LIVE for his court hearing on the molestation case ?

The previous sentence says it all.

Good day peeps and pipettes!

Happy 20th birthday ultra drop dead gorgeous totally magnificent Mira Spears!

I like to use my hair as a weapon to get myself in a picture, sorry Gaby, I, without a doubt, accidentally covered your beautiful fake eye. Haha, next time you cover mine ok! Deal ?

minus

2009-07-14T18:36:00.001+08:00

i think my entries are rather long these few days. so its short today.

leaving no important messages/notices/updates.

=)

Michael Corleone's wife, I am.

2009-07-09T15:35:00.003+08:00

Cold, windy dark plus lightning and thunder, sounds like rain which spells out SHIOK. Come to think of it, this is the first in a very long time;I'm using the word SHIOK. It feels really SHIOK to use the word SHIOK.

But it's not so SHIOK when you have someone in the same cinema as you going "WAH", "AIYO", "AHH", "OHH" at practically every single scene in Ice Age: Dawn of Dinosaurs. This highly enthusiastic guy kept going on and on about what he feels at every single scene. But there's nothing on that screen to go bonkers about. Its just cartoon with a bunch of talking animals, most of which are already extinct! Maybe that's the reason why he's so excited, he don't get to see these extinct animals on earth anymore. And I'm not talking about a 7 year old, he's a middle-aged man. Probably near his 30s.

Wait, do you call that middle-aged ? Whatever.

And when there's a funny scene, he's not laughing. -.-

What in the world ?!

And I regret watching that show. I hate cartoons, it's so miserable. The only reason why I went to watch it was because of the reviews I heard and the funny advertisement. So I thought maybe this movie would change my whole perspective towards cartoon shows. But hell no. Yea, there were a few scenes that are quite funny for about 3 seconds and then. that's it, end of comical entertainment, period and silence.

Next up, PUBLIC ENEMIES. Wait up Johnny Bloody Depp, I'm coming for ya.. Don't you think Johhny Bloody Depp sounds a whole lot nicer Gaby ? You know, from your all time favorite movie, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley did use that. He said, "Bloody Hell" in one of the scenes. No shit, I actually know who is Ron Weasley! -.-

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I have 3 books to read. Broken Biscuits by Liz Kettle, The Godfather Returns by Mark Winegardner and The Godfather's Revenge by Mark Winegardner.

Oh hell I'm excited to read The Godfather books. MAKE ME THE WIFE OF SOME UNDERBOSS OR CONSIGLIERE OR DON OF WHATEVER FAMILY, MOST PREFERABLY THE CORLEONES. The Xbox360 game was a blast which made me totally interested and then I persuaded my boyfriend to get the DVD and then he's going to get part 2&3 of The Godfather and then I'm going to travel to Italy, date some mob guy, ditch my boyfriend and become jewish.

Are you kidding ? YES.

When I'm typing in caps, it means I'm exaggerating the word a little bit. Maybe I'm shouting or saying it with an excited tone or I could be saying it in a breathless way because I'm excited and I can't breathe properly. Possibilities.

IMAGINE!

TALK TOO MUCHHH! WAIT, CORRECTION, TYPE TOO MUCHHH.

BYE.