November 30, 2009


Have you guys watched Biggest Loser Asia? I did. I watched the auditions while eating a big bowl of noodles. Not a very good idea.

MTV. Now I know EVERYONE has laid there eyes on this pathetic crap they call a channel with music videos and shit. You've got reality shows like 'The Hills' and 'Teen Cribs' and more I don't even care to know about. What I know is that MTV is fueled by a bunch of crackpots. Everyone on MTV is a crackpot. MTV loves rich children. They can't get enough of them. You've got shows that allow kids with rubber band banks flaunting their million dollar homes and cars. Got no talent? That's okay! Go get a show on MTV, you'll be known as the idiot with money. They tape these kids smoking, drinking, partying and shit like they're so ghetto. It just shows how messed up the society is these days. 16 year old spoiled brats get Bentleys for their birthday, fuck their parents up because they don't get the party planning right and make a drama out of EVERYTHING. I don't know if they just got a truckload of bad influences or their parents just don't care enough to fix their retarded way of raising a child. I think it's the latter.

I don't know what 'The Hills' is mainly about but I know it's just a bunch of 20-something-year-olds acting like hormonal teenagers, just with excessive alcohol and sex. They go on screen and make complete idiots out of themselves. MTV is responsible for making shallow fuckbrains even more famous with their constant whining about life and/or Chewbacca-voice singing; something we need less of in this world. I barely even understand why its categorized under 'entertainment' when it's just too painful to watch.

I just wanted to watch TV one day. A simple need for a simple person but MTV has to screw it up by promoting Paris Hilton's reality show "Paris Hilton : My New BFF" I've watched a lot of bad shows but this takes the cake. This is the most miserable show I have ever known to exist in the history of television. Why? Why is it even on air? Why doesn't anyone realize this blasphemy? Narcissist Princess Hilton gets about a hundred girls with 'potential' to line up and claw each others' faces off to be her new best friend. I'm not even exaggerating on the idiocy of the whole idea. This is me underplaying the show.

"I love Paris Hilton so much I want to be a her best friend" - some lifeless prick who just wants to kiss her ass.

It's just another publicity seeker slapper for all the girls that were on the show. It's okay Paris, stop trying so hard. We all know you're as dumb as a rock. No one is going to steal your thunder as no one can sing or dance or even talk like you. Hell, you even need to look for a friend through a tv show! You might get a brain hemorrhage.

The only benefit you achieve from watching MTV is to build your immunity against the vast majority of idiots in this world.

Before you leave, watch this video.

Till then.

November 23, 2009

Ugly Kids

I remember I had to walk from Sungei Wang all the way to Pavilion once. So, the route required us to walk pass a Maybank with a pretty spacey area around it. Yep, on that very sunny day, there were a crowd of maybe 40-50 kids in ugly checkered shirts and hideous accessories just sitting around and all I could think of at that moment was 'What in God's name are you people doing?' Pardon my curiosity but I really want to know. I mean, the sun was blazing because I felt like I was about to have a heat stroke just waiting for the little green man to appear on the traffic light. These kids were just sitting around in groups with their mp3s, under the sun, doing nothing.

But, I still had to cross the road, leaving my thoughts behind with them hip teenagers wasting away under the baking sun. I continued on into the shopping mall, minding my own business and all. Then I noticed a group of boys in very very tight pants. Geez, just looking at them made my legs hurt. Doesn't their crotch hurt when the walk? Because from what I observed, their pants look 3 times smaller than its actual size. Constriction to a whole new level. Kids these days with the clothes they wear. It's painful to even look. Its either too short, too tight or just plain ugly.

Besides attempting suicide in those pants, they wear their distasteful sunglasses that shields half their face. Indoors. WHAT THE HELL? The name itself gives you an idea WHEN and WHERE to wear it. SUN-glasses. Function? To protect your dainty eyes from the glaring SUN. Do you find that in a mall? NO. Question. Why do they do it? Are they just too daft to realize how vile they look? Do they intend to pick up some chicks? WHAT GIRL WOULD BE INTERESTED IF SHE CANT SEE YOUR BLOODY FACE? Doesn't help when you walk around like you're on drugs.

What I notice about these hip youngsters these days are their cool DSLRs around their puny necks. I was at the food court when I noticed this bunch. So I watched how they swing their cameras around with such 'swagger'. Hello children. What is a function of a camera? To take/snap pictures. What is a function of a camera to a half-baked teenager? It's an over-priced accessory.

When I see someone wearing crocs, I know immediately that fellow croc-wearer and I have nothing in common. An unusual impulse of rage fuels my body and I will feel like pushing fellow croc-wearer down, punch his face in and scream at his loathsome fashion sense. I was in the pharmacy today and I saw a little stand that holds these grotesque shoes. Wow, people actually dedicate space to sell pairs of shit for 130 bucks. It prevents bad odor and fungal growth. It also prevents you from being socially relevant. I wouldn't even want engage a conversation someone who looks like they have Miley Cyrus on their feet, much less go out with them. There are no words in the dictionary to describe the monstrosity of Crocs. All I know its synonyms are somewhere about repulsive, appalling, deformed and grotesque.

Burn this pair of shit with holes you call shoes.

I may not be Paris Hilton when it comes to fashion but at least I can differentiate between decent and straight-up ugly.

If you find yourself wearing crocs or practicing any of the above, please kill yourself, thank you.

Till then.

November 22, 2009

I Hate Titles

It's half past two in the morning and I feel so... mentally disoriented. I've been watching lotsa movies this week. Three, to be exact actually. Thursday, I watched 2012. The movie was great. Gives you a clue about how you're about to die and shit. It kinda sucks. I have to admit I cried like a bitch. So I was sitting in between my aunt and a stranger and strangely, we ALL had the same reaction at certain scenes. Kinda odd. I was all 'who the hell are you man? why are you doing what I'm doing? :S'

While we were on our way home we saw this little red Kancil ahead of us with those car signboard shit hanging on the back that says 'I might be small, but I'm fast!' We were all thinking 'OKAY BITCH LETS SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO HAHAHAAH!' Let me tell you that my aunt was driving a Lexus Harrier.

Holy hell, that stupid red Kancil almost smoked a three liter four-wheel drive. His pick up was insane! I was literally yelling in the car. Astound, bewildered, whatever you want to call it. Too bad after the junction, he was stopped by a roadblock up ahead. :P

On Friday, I watched The Fourth Kind and The Time Traveler's Wife. Okay, first of all, after I watching The Fourth Kind, I'm fucking disturbed. God, religion, spirits, the unexplainable.. what if they were all connected? Extraterrestrial intelligences, aliens, UFOs. I'm out of my fucking mind. It's one of the reasons why I can't sleep right now. I just can't get the images and footage out from my head. Freaky shit. Watch it.

TTTW. The movie was just average. I mean, I've watched a lot of movies and this just isn't.. good. It has no substance. Doesn't affect you whatsoever. Don't watch.

I'm not really in the mood to blog but I figured I had to write it down before I forget. I know, I know. Who does that right? Well, this post was supposed to be awesome.. but I don't feel like entertaining you people at this late hour. Too bad I guess. When you're discombobulated, sleep deprived and pissed, productivity doesn't happen.

Till then.

November 18, 2009

Wanna see a walking billboard for birth control pills?


November 17, 2009

My thumb has a huge hideous purple bruise because I did not consider the consequences of leaving a Nerf gun with mother.

It all started when my brother was gobsmacked by a Nerf commercial on television, he decided to get one himself. "ITS NERF, OR NOTHING!" So to the toy store it is. As usual, when you put a mother who showers her beautiful son with unconditional love and a noisy I-want-it-my-way-or-die son together, you get nothing but hasty, illogical decisions. As we entered the toy store, I walked around to examine the aisles. My brother, unlike me, dashes straight to the aisle that has big bold letters that spell N-E-R-F. Okay, he doesn't wanna consider other awesome toys, fine by me. I wasn't the one paying anyway. He wanted a gun which shoots dart and shit but he didn't know WHICH.

As usual, I was there to rant about how nasty those little contraptions are because I will normally be the target for my destructive younger brother that hates me because I frequently ask him to study. Not only that, in a year, hundreds of dollars will be spent just supplying him the rubber darts because children are just prone to losing small objects. "PICK UP YOUR TOYS!" doesn't apply to my brother unless you have a cane in hand. His lip started quivering. OH GREAT! He's crying! So I had to go on and on about how it's okay to choose whatever you like because children aren't supposed to be sad in a toy store.

Moving on, he chose the one which is meant for two Nerfheads. Who's gonna be the other Nerfhead that would entertain him so he wont cry? Why, me of course!

At first, I was reluctant to run around with a plastic gun shooting my brother down because I will always win, but eventually I gave in. I ran around the house with a plastic gun shooting my brother down.

"Don't shoot his head!" - Warning from my mother. But did you know how many times I got owned in the face because his aiming sucked balls? People, it does hurt when the impact of the dart collides with your face especially when it has a Velcro piece on the top of it.

"Hey ma, do y'wanna try?" I gave her my Nerf gun. BIG MISTAKE! She went into a shooting frenzy and took me down with her awesome shooting skillz paired with her evil, insipid laughter. I was in shock with her maniacal laughter ringing in my ears and it does hurt when you get shot by a rubber dart, especially when you expect it the least. So I ran, but I didn't know my mom was lady-Flash in disguise. I fell (like and awful noob) on the hard marble floor and somehow, my thumb connected with the floor first. So BAM! I have a retarded looking thumb and when I press the spacebar, feels like it's on fire.

Thanks a lot, Hasbro, for making my life hell. I blame you for my retarded purple left thumb.

Till then.

November 16, 2009

Imagine you're chilling in the car, watching the world go by inverted as you look through the tiny raindrops on your windscreen. Just at that very moment, you're not falling fast enough to break when you reach the ground.

I feel my font is a little too small for reading. I mean, if it annoys the heck out of me, I can only imagine what it does it you. Gonna fix it after I write this post.

Here's a bunch of random pics from Singapore. Singapore was great. If you plan to walk Orchard Road and Bugis Street, just remember to get some sleep if your flight is at 7:30 in the morning. We left for the airport at half past four in the morning. No sleep all night. No sleep in plane. I was a walking zombie by noon.

What a crack it is.

What's inside, you ask? Why, heaven is! I'm just kidding. It's actually fried frankfurter on a stick in mashed potato and gravy... heaven.

Fried Mars Balls. There are no words to comprehend my love for the genius who came up with this wonder.

I was at One Utama on Saturday, shopping with my mom. Basically, she did all the shopping while I helped my brother get in and out of his clothes in the fitting room. Oh man, need I mention how many times I got elbowed in the face by his iron elbow? Besides getting owned in the face, I got kicked repeatedly because he doesn't know how to fit his ginormous foot into his chucks. Thanks a bunch, brother.

TITZ FM. My kinda station! HAHAHAHA!

Till then.

November 13, 2009

Have you ever had an itch that cannot be located? It's as annoying as my previous post. Gosh, I feel like blowing myself up right now. GOH AWAY ITCH! BEGONE!

Yeah as everyone knows, today is the last day of the Form 3 year. Doesn't feel like much, y'know? When I come to think about it, I have this numbness towards everything. Everyone is all 'WOOOO HOLIDAYS!' and I make a mental note to not sit next to that person next year to spare myself from the never ending blabber of how awesome their break was. I know I sound like a cynic. Maybe cause I had one too many cups of milo. If I had to give my last ounce of gratitude to someone right now, it would probably be to Nestle. It just screws you in the brain. :D

At recess, I couldn't help but notice prom tickets were on sale. Pee Arr Oh Em. The most cliche and overrated event for high school students. It's that one night where you get to wear your pretty dress and dance around in your highest heels. C'mon, let's face it. Prom is just the only reason where couples get to play plastic Romeo and Juliet.

First of all, Juliet will spend week after week looking for that perfect prom dress. Why? To impress Romeo, of course. But that's just the surface. It's a fucking competition among the female species. They will use their perfectly manicured nails to claw their way to the top, which includes boring holes on the back of their peers with their horrid green eyes. There's just to many things to worry about! What if someone wore the same dress as you and she looked better? It would just be a major slap in the face, wouldn't it? In my experience, I've seen Juliets try incredibly hard to 'dress to impress'. They wear their dresses WAYY too short and their heels WAAAAY to high. Besides that, the more skin you shed, the more the glory. C'mon people, it's prom. Not a slutfest.

For those who DO dress appropriately, they ruin their night by trying to dance in those five-inch stiletto heels. Don't even get me started on the make up. They slap layers of crap on their face which makes them look like they had a massive botox overload. I'm sure most of you acknowledge the existence of fake eyelashes. DAMN. I hate those things. They make you look stupid and I'm being real honest right now. What's the point? They're fake, they look fake and everyone knows they are fake. If you think you're so ugly with minimal eyelash hair, stay home. I hate people. I hate crowds. I hate pretentious girls in short dresses and high heels wearing fake ugly eyelashes. I hate how they whine and gush about this stupid event. I hate how ugly people dress and not realizing it.

I'm not even going to get started on prom dates. So, still wanna ask me if I'm going? :D

Fuck prom. Fuck all you people who give a shit about prom. Fuck pretentious asian barbie dolls.

Till then.

November 6, 2009

What Malaysian Girls Like. (not in order)

1. Contact Lenses
I mean the ones where makes your pupil twice as big, resulting in a very cock-eyed look. I remember once, this girl was trying to make a serious statement about something to me but I couldn't see where she was looking. The whole time I was thinking to myself if she was talking to me because her huge eyes gave no direction whatsoever. Just. Huge. Eyeballs. Staring into blind space.

It's just sad.

2. Attention Grabbing Personal Messages
For example; 'I feel so saaaaad'. When they put this up, they have very high expectations from their BFF's to ask them why. If you don't, you''re off 'the list'. :)

3. Handsome KPop/JPop Boybands
Their cute. It doesn't matter how shitty their voices and dance moves are.

4. Size/Weight Comment
Whether about themselves or their long lost peers, it is a vital and compulsory statement to make.

"You lost weight la."

"NOOO!!1! I gained weight already! I need to diet" *insert pathetic sigh*

5. Sweet Sixteen

Never understood this. Never will.

6. Melodramatic Flings

Ahhhh yessss. Do I need to even elaborate on this?

7. Online Relationships
Of course, it's nothing like online dating. He's not a complete stranger if he's a mutual friend, right? Thing is, throughout their whole relationship, for example; 3 months (c'mon we all know it wont last longer than that) they will meet each other twice. Because in RL, 'it's too awkward'. It's easier to fake sincerity through IMs.

These days, if you call, you might be thought of as inconsiderate for calling at the wrong time just to ask that certain person where he/she is. The solution? Just leave a text. One thing I hate about it is when someone replies nothing but just an 'OK'. I mean, what the hell man? That's like 5-10 cents down the drain. And when theirs NOTHING to reply to, they get pissed.


9. Ironboard hair
It's a fucking competition.

10. Eyeliner Overload
Gotta make them eyes bigger! :)

11. Stalking Pretty Strangers
More like following their blog and envying over 'how nice her body is' and 'how cool her hair is when she ties it up'.

You don't even know her. Get a better hobby.

12. Putting The Camera Millimeters From Face
Oh yes. Facebook, Friendster, Myspace etc. etc. for lessons. OH. Remember to put it ABOVE eye level so you have the 'cute' effect! :)

Which brings me to...

13. Acting Cute
Adding a bunch of unnecessary 'nerhs' and 'mahs' just to make what they say a tad bit cuter. You know, so people don't pay attention to the illogical sense they make.

14. Being Different
It's ironic, how everyone tries to be different when they all end up the same at the end of the day.

15. Male Attention
If a girl complements her, she'll say 'Oh no-WAY! You are SOOO much prettier.'

If a BOY complements her, she'll blush, go home and announce it to all her envious peers. Here's a tip girl, just say 'thank you'.

16. Korean Dramas
Love Triangle, hot asian dudes, pretty innocent girls...
Oh. And someone has to die to add to the drama. :)

17. Adjusting The Contrast Levels Of Their Photos
Gotta hide them blemishes!

18. Shaving
Girls complain they have too much hair in all the wrong places and invests on shaving materials. You should be thankful you even have hair.

19. Beauty Regimes
Works best when you have a mate around to help you with that mask! Trust me, it's a ritual.

20. Anything Cute and Sweet
Strawberries, cupcakes, puppy dogs etc. etc.

21. Diet Coke
Gayest thing on the planet, sorry.

22. Being Discreet, But Isn't
Now, I will try to elaborate on this. When a guy asks 'Are you okay?' She says 'Fine'. In female language, it means 'I'm fucking depressed and I want you to ask me again'.

23. Blogging
I know, I know. I'm a frequent blogger too. What I mean is the blogging style. It's basically their space for them to announce their feelings indirectly for some sought after attention. Also, it's about how their blogs are fancier than others. :)

24. Taking Pictures
There's nothing wrong with it. It's just the way they scream in your face after they take the picture. "EW I LOOK DISGUSTING! DELETE IT!" And their hands go all NINJA SHURIKEN ACTION on your beloved camera.

25. Ang-Mohs
Admit it ladies.

26. Diets
Whether is health-wise or beauty-wise, you can find all kinds of it.

Of course, this doesn't apply to ALL Malaysian girls. Don't take it seriously. Unless I should add that in the list as well.

Till then.

November 5, 2009

Stayed home today.

Guess what kinda shit I found the other day?

Of all my life, 15 years of my beautiful life and beyond, I have never expected this. Of all contraptions in this god forsaken world... this idea comes around the corner of some over-imaginative mind.

At this moment, my emotions need to be sorted out about this.


1. If you ever find yourself stranded in the middle of nowhere with no public toilets in sight, this will come very much in handy.

2. Stuck in a traffic? Boys can relief into a plastic bottle. Girls? They NOW can relief into a plastic bottle with the help of the P-Mate.

3. Shopping during a Mega Sale in a mall so crowded, it will take AGES for you to inch and elbow your way to the toilet only to find your tiny bladder has to endure more 'holding it in' while you wait in that never ending line? Now, you can finish your business outside, for example, the parking lot, walk back in and buy that to-die-for dress for only half the price!


1. If you're on a date in a crowded restaurant with a not so clean toilet because you're boyfriend/date is too much of a douche bag to bring you somewhere classier, you can pull out your trusty P-Mate. Besides, who will enjoy a date if their bladder is screaming out at them? Thing is, if you're boyfriend finds you peeing while you are standing up...

He will have to leave you at the restaurant with the bill and go home to tell his mother that the girl he's been crushing on for months... is actually a man.

2. Say, you're at prom. Of course, no girl would want to carry a huge ass bag to prom, right? So they bring their cute sparkly clutches. How would the P-Mate fit in that? Improvise- you fold it.

Half way through the party, you realize you had one too many cups of punch and you desperately need to use the little girls room. The line is long because all the other girls need to do their primping for their 'first kiss', 'first dance', 'first prom queen moment' etc. etc.

Walk outside. You pull out your life (and bladder) saving P-Mate and start releasing. OH NO! Because you have folded the P-Mate that is made of paper and you have not been careful about people sitting on your sparkly clutch while you mingle with the hot dudes, they have HOLES in it! But too late, you already started peeing and your yellow liquid got on your hands and ruined your dress. :(

You were voted Prom Queen that night.

3. You're outside playing catch with your little brother. Your strained bladder sends an alarm call to your brain but you realize your house is too far away to leave your little brother alone with his sad ball. So you take your P-Mate out.

Brother: What's that?

You: My artificial penis.

You start peeing at some dark corner of the park where the trees will cover you from embarrassment. But what you didn't know is that while you're peeing, your brother was watching you because he's baffled by what an 'artificial penis' meant. You go home and your little brother announces to your family that you pee-ed with your fake penis. You father glares at you. Your mother brings you into 'the room' where only important talks and discussions among the family are held. She gives you lecture on exposing your innocent little brother to such unhealthy environments.

You're grounded for a year.

Should have just walked home and pee huh?

SEE HOW IT DAMAGES YOUR LIFE MORE THAN DO YOU GOOD? Just kidding. Okay okay I kinda got carried away writing the Cons. Still, anything can happen. :D

Talking about peeing, have you ever shuddered after you yellow your toilet water? Ever since I was young, I had the 'pee shivers'. So, just yesterday night, I shivered right after I pee-ed.

'Still there.' I decided to get to the bottom of this mysterious pee shivering condition.

So I asked Rachel about it. Luckily for us, we had Google! Here's a way to sum up what we found: -

One theory is that the autonomic nervous system (ANS) is the cause. When you have to pee you hold it in, the longer you wait the tougher it is to hold in. You ANS is sending the signals to your bladder and urethral sphincter to hold that pee in at all costs, when you finally do pee, your ANS allows the relaxation of the urethral sphincter and the flow to begin. This switch in the ANS is thought to be the cause of the shudder or pee shiver. The longer you hold it in the greater the pee shiver will be.

Note : If you don't know what your Autonomic Nervous System is, you should jump off a building. No, I'm just kidding. It controls your involuntary muscles, like your heart.

And here's a fun note. Well it's not exactly fun but it's funny:

This phenomenon can be a real health problem for some men: They can pass out at the urinal when their autonomic system cues a drop in blood pressure!

I feel sorry for any poor bastard that passes out in front of the urinal in the men's bathroom. Damn.

I'm starving. Time for lunch.

Till then.

November 3, 2009

Got tagged.

Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth?


Where were you last night?
At home in my room.

What is today's date?
3rd November two-thousand-nine.

Who was the last person to call you baby/babe?

Anyone crushing on you?
Wrong person to ask, pal.

What is your relationship status?
I'm dating a rock. What does that tell you?

Has anyone ever sang to you?
Yeap. :)

Has anyone ever given you roses?
Nope. :)

If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive?

Who do you text the most?
I don't text very often these days.

How do you make your money?
I go to school.

First person to text today?
Maxis. :(

What is your favorite color?

What color are your eyes?
Black? Blackish-brown? Black at the rim, brown in the middle?

How tall are you?
This is a touchy issue. :\

Tall enough, I guess.

Alex will not agree.

Who was the last person to say they loved you and when?
Hahaha Bryant at 2 in the morning yesterday. Stoopid. :P

Do you like your parents?

Do you secretly like someone?
No, cos it's not much of a secret anymore.

Why did your last relationship end?

Never been in one.

Who was the last person you said you loved on the phone?
Mommeeee. :D

Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep?

Do you look more like your mom or your dad?
I look more like... my aunt.

How long does it take you to shower?
Half an hour tops.

Can you do splits?

Are you flexible?
Not reallyy...

What did you do on New Years Eve?
I don't remember. I think I slept through countdown. Oh well.

Was your mom there?
I don't remember.

Can you speak any other language than English?
Yes, of course. SATU MALAYSIAA!!!

What is the last letter of your middle name?
Technically, I have four names. One Christian name, my surname and both my chinese names. Which of them are middle again?

How many hours of sleep did you get last night?

Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?:
Always. (A)

Are you scared of flying?

What do you sleep in?
Clothes. A bed. In my sheets.

Who was the last person you kissed?
My mom.

Do you like funny people or serious people?
It depends. If the person's always fooling around when I want them to take me seriously, ain't that cool. People with no sense of humor sucks too. So, a little of both?

What are you listening to?
My noisy air-conditioner.

What jewelry do you wear all the time?
I don't do jewelry, sister.

What do you have planned for tonight?
Sleep early? I have to TRY sometime, right?

Is the last person you kissed older than you?
Well duh.

Do you have a favorite item of clothing?

Do you like messages or comments better?
Messages. Comments are for noobs.

Last movie you saw in theaters?
The Secret Lives of Pippa Lee, I think.

Last thing you ate?

What was last thing you drank?

Are you happy right now?
I'm... contented.

If you could have one thing right now what would it be?
A piece of mind.

Who makes you happiest right now?
Ha.. ha.

What were you doing at midnight last night?
Reading some 'Sci-Fi Psychology' fiction. :P

Are you left handed?
I'm a proud rightie.

What is for dinner tonight?
Rice. I ALWAYS have rice for dinner.

What is the last thing you thought about?
Wouldn't that mean I'm dead or smth? Thinking of answering this survey.

When is your birthday?
December 28th.

Do you want to get married & have children one day?

Do you have to sleep with a television on?
Not the television, the computer.

Do you have any animal print clothing?
I think so. :S Dunno.

Are you a dare devil?
Pretty much, I guess.

What IM messanger do you use?
Windows Live Messenger.

What is your favorite food to smell while it is cooking?
Hahhhh. I don't even know how to answer this question because I love it all.

Except smelly tofu.

Whats your favorite flavor of tic tacs?

Who is your favorite serial killer?
Jack The Ripper. Mutilation, ftw.

How do you like your eggs?

Half boiled. HAH! TAKE THAT ALEX. Salmonella, salmonella.

Do you prefer to have male or female bosses?
I'm not a sexist.

Have you ever been pregnant?
No. The hell?

Have you ever ran into a parked car?
Yes. -.-

Do you play an instrument?

How many watts do you like your lightbulbs to be?
Enough to light my room.

Do you own a digital camera?

Have you ever had the falling dream?
Hell yeah! It was awesome. I was on a building, watching the flood below. I decided to jump, because dream-me is a complete idiot. I grabbed the telephone line and eventually, plunged into the angry river beneath me. I fell into a floating box. Randommmm.

Did you climb trees when you were younger?
Nope. Trees are for tree-people. I'm not a tree person.

Have you ever had a panic attack?
No. I'm as calm as a clam.

Or was the idiom 'dumb as a clam'?

Whatever, clams can't move for balls anyway.

Are you in a good mood today?

Do you have any weird superstitions?
Mmm, not really. But I don't really question these things. Part of me remains skeptical, part of my doesn't, y'know?

Are you dating the first person on your friends list?
Pssht, no.

Have you ever been electrocuted?
Yeah. I was a brainless kid. The speaker had those 'red wire, blue wire' thing and I thought it was cool. So I touched it. It shocked me.

I touched it again.

Then it got painful.

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
Yup. It's a giraffe-hippo cross.

Is it alright to curse in front of your parents?
I try not to. Respect, people. Respect.

Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?
Mike... Nope.

Do you think Barak Obama will make a good president?
I'm not into political shit.

No more questions...
Feel free to CTRL+C and CTRL+V it into your blog and answer it yourself.

SPEHS MERENS!!1!eleven!!

Till then.

November 2, 2009


Pretty much the word to sum up my day. Woke up this morning and the desire to fall back asleep was so immense, I felt I was sleeping on fluffy pink clouds and it was just devouring my body into it. Well, I woke up anyway, you know, responsibility and shit. There's nothing much to say about school except that it will always drain my sanity and make me feel like shit after I come home.

Sunday, came home from Singapore. Btw, will blog about that soon once I upload my pictures. Damn slept for 12 hours. I just stoned around the house till dinner time. Fortunately, I was pulled out of my deep depths of boredom by...


To Old Town. To eat some more. Specifically half boiled eggs. Damn. He wont stop ranting at me with this Salmonella shit. And yes, I did google it. Doesn't give you freakin' skin rashes, thank you. Imagine you're enjoying your two beautifully prepared half boiled eggs and thick toast and there he goes telling you about how these viruses contaminates the eggs you're putting in your mouth. Appetizing, huh?

Probably the only thing that's worth going to Old Town with him was his Kangaroo Testicles keychain. Hahaah life size.

Thanks, btw. I belanja next time. :D

Till then.