October 27, 2009

Since it has been a mundane day, I will give you an average post.

I was doing some random quizzes and I came across this result :-

The name of my punk band along with a quote by Sid Vicious of Sex Pistols.

His name is actually John Simon Ritchie. If I had a name like that, I'll probably change it too. Simon hahaha. No offense. ;P

Hmm, apart from that, I googled my name. Yeah, Alex, I googled my name. Just like youuuu! :D
It means 'Christ-Bearer' and it originated from Greece. Cool, eh? Did you know Kristy is a name of a village in Slovakia? ISNT THAT JUST SO AWESOME?

"Kristy is a small village and municipality in the Sobrance District in the Kosice Region of east Solvakia. Population : 300"
Courtesy of Weekay.

What else, what else. Meh, there's nothing much to blog about.

Till then.

October 24, 2009


IRONMAN! I've got balls of steeeeeeel!

Ironman is so awesome he pumps the last 'fuck you' laser beam right through your face! Haha. JAYKAY. Took me approx. 3hrs. It was a random surge of the need to drawwwww.

To JenYen : Iron Jaw! >;D

Okay okay, you can laugh at me now.

Till then.

October 22, 2009


October 21, 2009

Are you a RHCP fan? Yes? No? Yes? You should be.

I think this is the best Californication version EVAR. The intro is just mind boggling, gob smacking, incomprehensible... a total slap in the face! AND Anthony Kiedis is shirtless in the video hahahahahaa.

I stayed home today rather than sit in our school complex to suffocate in the humid enclosed space while watching the rehearsal for tomorrow's event. I forgot what the event was called. But honestly, it's not that I actually care what it's called. I don't care enough to ask, that's all. I mean, I would go to school if I had a book to read. Just that, I don't. I borrowed Sidney Sheldon's 'The Sky Is Falling' from my mom and that 400 paged novel was supposed to last me at least a week.

But it didn't.

Instead, I finished it in less than a day. Why? Because in school, the rate of boredom is beyond epic proportions. Especially when you don't have classes. So basically, we just sit in the hall, watching the clouds float by with more life than we do.

Anyway, dinner calls.

Till then.

October 20, 2009

Red : Me
Blue : Justin

How's Alanna?

She has fever. She brought her medicine to school.

Did you take care of her?



So why was she (referring to his girlfriend) angry today?

She wasn't angry, she had fever.

Then why did she scold you?

I don't know.

But you told me she scolded you.

I heard Koh talking to her. I was on the phone with him. Then he told me she likes me. Then I chat with her on facebook. I said, "I heard you talking to Koh that you like me". Then she said, "NO!!!!!". Then I said tell the truth. Then she wont tell the truth. I keep asking her to tell the truth but she wouldn't listen.

Then she said on Facebook, "I have no heart to talk to you anymore!" and she changed her mood to 'angry'.


I forgot some so it's ok.

This is hard-core proof that girlfriends are extremely difficult. Even my brother can't handle them. And she's only 8. Hahahahahahahaa!

Jesus don't love meeeee.


Nothing. The Kings of Leon song.

Till then.

October 19, 2009

Every time I blog, I always forget to type out a title. Two reasons why I enjoy forgetting it:-

1. Hate to think about what the title should be
2. Typing out a title ruins the whole mystery of the blog post

So yes, I'm just going to leave it be. Besides, it's too small. I bet you don't even take notice. Now, you must be thinking why am I posting so very often nowadays. Well, let's see. There aren't anymore classes in school, there isn't anything interesting to watch on the idiot box and I read almost every damn book in this house. There isn't anything to do apart from lying around the house and making a piece of shit out of myself. So I blog. There isn't anything much to blog about lately as nothing has been happening.

Do you know how bored I am? I mean, the level of brain-crushing boredom here is insane. I am so bored, I'm blogging about it. Dammit! I was so bored today, I found a termite on a cat and pathetically made a big deal out of it only to learn that the only person in the living room was my sister and her tv show was more interesting. I was sitting on the floor, facing the window, watching a cat milk her kittens, listening to the dogs bark at some floating branch and thinking about what am I going to do next. Only thing is, I stayed there for quite sometime and then I went to the kitchen. Not what I planned to do.

I opened the refrigerator at least five times in vain because there wasn't anything to eat in there except some barbeque cheese slices. I hate cold cheese. So I paced around the kitchen (as if that'll magically make some food appear). After about five minutes, I walked out.

I don't remember what happened after that because I turned my brain off. Probably the only thing I did today that made sense because why would I want to stay conscious just to witness my being turn into nothing more than a piece of fungus.

Then I took a shower and here I am. Don't know why I'm telling you but it doesn't matter. I'm just typing out the first thing that comes to my brain. So here it goes. I'm leaving. Because there isn't anything more to talk about. Listverse if giving me crappy updates. I mean, I don't want to know what the First Ladies of the world did. Pssht.

I'm off to go wallow in the void.

Till then.

October 18, 2009



The header is up.

Yesterday, I intended my nap to be about an hour but turned out, I slept for five hours straight. Woke up at midnight, stoned, hungry and tired. I stumbled downstairs into the kitchen and prepared some instant noodles in a cup. Yeah seems like everything is in a cup nowadays.

Who knew consuming instant noodles in the middle of the night can result in a fecal build up the size of a bus in your bowels the next morning? Well, we all learn something new everyday.

This is going to be a quickie 'cause I've got steamboat waiting for me downstairs.

Till then.

October 17, 2009

I found this really amazing website which allows you to post all your daily mess ups. It's so freakin' random. xD


I was reading listverse and I came across this list about bizzare medical treatments. Here is number 6, because I have never heard of it :-

The term urine therapy (also urotherapy, urinotherapy or uropathy) -they even have a scientific name for it lolll- refers to various applications of human urine for medicinal or cosmetic purposes, including drinking of one’s own urine and massaging one’s skin with one’s own urine. A practitioner of urine therapy is sometimes called a psychopath. Just kidding, they are actually called uropaths. There is no scientific evidence of a therapeutic use for urine. Urinating on jellyfish stings is a common folk remedy, but has no beneficial effect and may be counterproductive, as it can activate nematocysts remaining at the site of the sting. Urine does contain substances that are beneficial, such as Vitamin C; however, these substances have been excreted because they could not be used or because they were present in excess, so re-taking them will just result in re-excretion. The most obvious physiological effect of drinking urine, at least when it is taken on an empty stomach, is bowel movement (sometimes in the form of diarrhea) due to the laxative action of hypertonic solution of urea.

Here's number 2 :-

What is this in the picture you ask? Why, it is shit! :D

This medical treatment is called Fecal Bacteriotherapy. (bacteriotherapy isn't in the dictionary so it has a red line under it. *sadface*)

Fecal bacteriotherapy is used in the treatment of certain inflammatory bowel disorders such as ulcerative colitis. The treatment comes in form of a series of enemas given to the patient over a five day period. In order to create the liquid used in the enema, a “poop donor” is needed. In other words, a sample of poop is taken from a healthy person (usually a relative of the patient) and turned into a liquid for anal insertion. The idea is that the healthy bacteria from the poop provider will grow in the sick person and heal them. What is perhaps even more revolting than an enema of someone else’s poop, is the fact that the liquid can also be delivered via a tube in the nose.

Poop donor hahahahahaha.

Number 1 was smoking but I already knew that. So here's a gob smacking picture of a man with a hard-core ambition to smoke his brain dry.

Till then.

October 15, 2009


I iz ze dontch liek cheeldren.

Yeh. So they are cute. Maybe that's the only thing their good for. You know, just to stare at and say 'Awwww'. The problem is; gates of hell opens when they aren't in deep slumber.

Before they grow into a toddler, all they do is sleep and shit. Then you gotta change their diaper, shower them, powder their little asses, brush their non-existant teeth, feed them, burp them and bounce them around of hours until those little monsters sleep. Besides that, the only reason their mouth opens is to scream on top of their lungs for no particular reason, then cry. Don't get me started on their other hole.

I salute the genius who invented diapers. HOTDAMN! They bunch o' shittin' machines! It's like a little portable poop factory.

When they grow into speaking toddlers, all they do is scream to get your attention. Parents resort to giving them toys to occupy their attention. Sadly, it only works for five seconds. They go to school and come home with a new word which is highly inappropriate in the house. Not to mention they touch everything. I mean EVERYTHING. They even put it in their mouths. Whatever the size, big or small, they'll just shove it in there.

Sometimes the bearing of children baffles me. Isn't the world already over populated? The more the people, the more the destruction.

I'm talking generally. It's what I think anyway. :D

October 13, 2009

Sorry, Jenyen! :P

October 12, 2009

What's red, furry and looks like shit?

So yesterday, Justin and I visited the neighborhood pet store. It's so hard to explain how he grows more and more ... un-kid-like everyday.

We saw this miniature toy poodle curled up at the corner in its prison cell, sleeping. It was deep red in colour. In case you've been living under a rock and don't know what a toy poodle looks like, don't worry :

Me : So, what do you think? Is it cute or what?

Justin : It's SOOOO kyoooot! Like a piece of shit!

I wuz all 'wat did yao sae?' and him wuz all 'looks like a piz of shyte'.

Actually, he said it was because of how it was curled up like a ball with its red (brown to justin, because I'm pretty sure his shit ain't red) fur sticking out.

Yup. It was going for RM 1430. What an expensive piece of shit.

Till then.

October 11, 2009


Yes Phil, I am Lisa. :O

October 10, 2009

Testing If I Disabled ze Title.

I didn't realize my previous post was the 100th post...

Doesn't feel like anyting. I was planning from the beginning to type out something like "YEAH MY 100th POST IN YO FACE!" .. But no.

So I was fixing up my blogskin last night at around 1am till 4. This little task of re-writing the whole damn HTML layout really takes a toll. This time, there isn't much of a fancy artsy banner and normally, I'd tell you that I'll put it up soon when I find the time but I'm done saying things I know I'm not going to do. So, I'm not going to jinx it. In a way, it's like saying I'm not doing it which drives me to actually make an effort of creating one.

I kinda lost all my links too. I actually copied and pasted my previous blogskin html on Notepad but being the typical me, I closed it without saving it. I guess you already saw that coming, didn't you?

Okay, okay fine. So I AM pretty predictable. Wooooooo you get a trophy!

I'm actually pretty pissed from losing my hit counter or whatever that thing is called. I had up to two thousand views and BAM! it's GONEE. Oh well, I can't stay mad at myself for THAT long now can I? :D

I'm rounding my hits off to 2000.
Till then.
K. I changed my blogskin because the previous one was hurting your delicate baby eyes.
Yo. I'm in the midst of an exam heat and I'm blogging in the middle of the night. Hahahahaahaha.

I need to get a new purse. I mean, there's nothing wrong with the one I'm currently using.. it's just that I hate to fold my money. I like it all flat and crisp. Don't know why though. They just look nicer and keeping nice things in sight is... nice. So basically, I'll spend less. I just think it looks ugly when folded, like it makes a horrible 'V' shape.

Another 'wtf' factor.

This relates to the recent PMR exam. So everyone's cracking their brains to study lately. Nothing wrong with that. What sucks is how they wish you 'good luck' when they don't mean it. Why do they say it just for the sake of saying it? I've received quite a number of insincere wishes before my papers.

Don't say it if you don't mean it. It's hell annoying because some people are just so transparent.

So, I was on the phone with Selviah. She was tellin' me about her stalkers and all when she screamed through the line. And I mean a full-blown high pitched screech. Turns out it was a lizard. Hahahaahahahaha. Did you know that when many people are asked what insects disgust them, they'll say a lizard.

A lizard is a reptile, my friends. Not an insect.

Btw, why is 'why' such a stupid quesiton? No, it's not a stupid question. There are no stupid questions, just stupid people.

Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.

October 7, 2009

Backseat Cook

A wife was making fried eggs for her husband for breakfast. Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.

"Careful... Careful!!! Put in some more butter! Oh my God! You're cooking too many at once. Too many! Turn them! Turn them now! We need more butter. Oh my God! Where are we going to get more butter? They're going to stick! Careful... Careful!!! I said be careful! You never listen to me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. Use the salt! The salt!"

The wife stared at him and asked, "What the hell is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"

The husband calmly replied, "I wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving with you in the car."

Haha, a random joke.

I am tired.

October 4, 2009

What makes you tick? Seriously, what makes you blow your top? Because normally, it's the fucking people with shit attitudes that walk around demanding the world to fall on their knees for them.

October 2, 2009

Is it still considered a crime to kill your karaoke-singing neighbours? It doesn't help at all with that insipid voice.