Showing posts with label rants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rants. Show all posts

May 29, 2010

Ride his pulse and you forget




These past few weeks has been a shit-induced roller coaster ride.




Till then.

April 23, 2010

So you think you're cool huh

Oh gosh. I think this post has been long overdue. It's about Facebook! Yeah I know you crackheads have been expecting this shit from me, especially from me and you're just holding your big pile of anticipation right under your collective bosoms.

Ah yes, Facebook. The name itself is a mystery, much less the people who use it. Why Facebook? I had the weirdest visual when I first heard it on the radio somewhere. I mean, we had Friendster in the good ol' days which I have an account on (no I am not linking it) but after sometime, some chinese with tits for a brain decided it was cool to post up pictures of themselves cutting their wrists like moronic suicidal failures. No, seriously. It's not cool to show people what you spend your time doing using that sad excuse for a brain. How you take pictures of only your big cute eyes and none of your face. Why would I wanna look at pictures of eyes? Especially when you get a little too happy with your black eyeliner. And what's with the bleeding wrists? Dude, if you really want hits on your profile, a picture of your attempting suicide by shoving jellybeans and bleach down your throat with a fork have a much better chance compared with a picture of you with a bleeding wrist. It's such a vagina thing to do.

So Friendster I view no more.

Anyway, back to the topic. I succumbed into the pressure of having high-school friends and made myself an account to see what's the hype about. I mean, I heard of people actually staying up all night just to see updates on their friends. How caring! :)

Yeah so at first, when you don't have a lot of people to stalk, or what they call friends, its really boring. As in REALLY boring. All I did was stare at my profile and the only thing I had in my mind was WHATAFACK AM I DOING? Uh huh but it gets better because there are fan pages. Oh how I love the fan pages. Its actually very entertaining to watch your friends 'Become A Fan' of the RANDOMEST things.

Here's one I just had to laugh at:
*Looks in freezer, "OMG ICE CREAM!! ;D", *opens, "W.T.H? CHICKEN? D:<.."


Sure there are other stupid ones that can only be a product of a pre-pubescent hormonal 13 year old that puzzles me. Why would you want to become a fan of something like THAT? *RAGE* Like, "Saying it's fine when I'm not". How can you actually be a fan of THAT? Basically, you're just advertising how often you lie. Now, when I want to express my concern to someone I have to think twice because he/she just became a fan of saying it's fine when they're not.

"Stop teasing Justin Bieber. She has feelings too" This is so bull. Maybe I'm being biased because his songs are painfully catchy but come on. He ain't that bad. He's young and enjoying his life. Just because you fail at whatever he's doing doesn't mean you have to hate. There are always other things you can do like using your powerful foreign language skills to become a dishwasher at some fancy hotel.

Ridiculous.

Till then.

April 13, 2010

Howdy Ya'll

So I was on my way home from school. In the car, I was enjoying the peaceful, though sometimes redundant music playing on the radio to match the somber drifting scenery. It rained, so everything looked extra depressing. Out of the blue, a car goes VRROM VROOM behind me. OBVIOUSLY the sound is to attract attention but all I saw driving pass me was shit on wheels. It sounds impressive, yeah but it looked like shit. Seriously. Fake headlight stickers. Like WHUT? How is that in anyway badass?

Geez, my hairdryer sounds as good and looks so much better.

Till then.

April 10, 2010

Hot blooded

Is it some untold aphorism that one can never really use up an eraser? Maybe it's just me but I think I have used up to five million erasers so far. Every time I buy an eraser or two, it either goes missing, breaks apart or vandalized by me. The fact that I like expensive erasers doesn't help as well. When I actually think about it, I've never really completely use up ONE eraser at a time. It's pathetic. Something so simple, cannot be done. I know, I know. Why am I talking about erasers when some fat diabetic kid who's eating a twinkie just passed out watching TwiFag somewhere.



When I was younger, I'd believe that someone out there is doing the exact same thing as I. It's pretty cool, really.

I'd also believe that someone would look very similar to me. Actually, I've come across this 'OSHIT-THAT-KID-LOOKS-LIKE-ME' situation once or twice. Once, I was in McD with my family when I saw the rear of a chubby lil' girl in a pink shirt and too tight gray pants. When she turned around, she looked like how I did when I was younger. Damn I only thought of one thing. I can't imagine how many retinas I've burnt just exposing my fat ass to the world. Sigh. Please don't bring your children out if Santa's going to drop them a treadmill on Christmas. The worst part is, I always thought I looked so fly with mah bell bottoms and over sized trainers. I would kill me back then.


Till then.

February 3, 2010

.... cereal

I'm so not used to blogging with titles and labels. I keep forgetting them because they're so freakin' small on the screen. And I don't enjoy cracking my head for titles. For example, this post's title is called cereal. Geez, who the hell wants to read about cereal?

I hope you do.


I hate corn flakes. It tastes like cardboard. They even included two strawberries there so it doesn't look like shit.

Everytime I go grocery shopping to pick up... well, groceries, I would be standing at the CEREAL aisle for at least fifteen minutes. Since I was a kid, I always have a dilemma when it comes to choosing between Honey Stars and Koko Krunch. And I only could pick one. Who would be so cruel to put a child in a situation where he/she drops down paralyzed with indecision? I liked Honey Stars because it was sweet and it doesn't tastes like shit even if it soaked in the milk for long. And they're small, which fits in my mouth nicely. Not to mention they're shaped as freakin' stars! STARS! Small, sweet, yellow, stars. Doesn't it just sound like a damn fairytale?

I also like Koko Krunch because.. well just look at the spelling. Koko Krunch lol. Crunch is spelled with a damn K. Has a special ring to it. My favorite part is when it turns the milk chocolate. It's like magic in a box. Koko Krunch also have this weird shape that looks similar to a concave lens. Didn't like to put it in my mouth but it turns the damn milk chocolate. Need I mention I love chocolate milk?

I wrote a complain letter to Nestle, stating that Koko Krunch is a product of straight-up racism and they came up with Koko Krunch Duo. Which makes it tastes gay. Lol, jk.

So, just the other day I was at the supermarket, picking out cereal. Honey Stars or Koko Krunch. I literally got stares from those yoga bitches flinging their diet cereals in my face. I was choosing between Honey Stars and Koko Krunch, yet the other healthy cereals sitting on the shelf were silently mocking me. Friggin' grains with raisins and other thingamajigs in there. I eventually took Froot Loops. Lol, yeah I know the whole thing about Froot Loops are gay Cheerios or something but we aint got no cheerios here. The amount of sugar in froot loops, if consumed daily, does things to your head man.

But suuuuuuuuuuuugaar, 'tis geewd.

Till then.

January 28, 2010

Chain E-mails Pt. 2

I want to put my foot into the mouth of whoever that came up with chain mails. Apparently, I am at risk of being raped by an albino goat, getting run over by a car if I step out of my house, being electrocuted or dying of some sort of unknown tropical disease because of the 2581293851234 emails I did not forward (or read for that matter). Yes. I'm being told that I am a selfish, cruel, heartless prick by a faggot that goes by the email of cutie_gal606@fuckingprick.com.

It's hard to comprehend the mind-numbing stupidity of the email itself, but need I even start on the people who feels obliged forwarding it to me?

There are a few kind of chain mails out there.

Example no. 1:

Dear reader, this is a true fact. There is a dying little boy in Skarfaksjdfkvnoonasdf in desperate need of money because he has no parents, no money, no house, no family, no arms, no legs, no liver and no ducks. I, from Fuck-A-Life Organisation is here to make an initiative to help this non-existent boy. For each email you forward, three cents will be donated to this little boy with no liver. Remember that we have no device in counting the emails forwarded and the lives we have annoyed. Have a heart. Forward this email. It costs you nothing.

P.S. If you dont forward this email. You will die tomorrow.

Lulz, and they include some pictures of a boy that looks like hell. How pityful. :(

In sentence no.1, how is it more reassuring that suspicious?

Example no. 2:

1.) When a GIRL is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind.

Sometimes, it just means that she wants you to shut the hell up.

2.) When a GIRL is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.


So, either she's a bitch who spends day and night arguing... like a bitch or she's an emotional train wreck who wallows in her misery.

3.) When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions ... she is wondering how
long you will be around.

LOL. No maybe its just because she's wondering why your face looks so horribly disfigured and is just wondering how long will your horrendous face will be around her.

4.) When a GIRL answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all
fine.


Why do they ALWAYS make it sound like women are all just fucking liars? WHY?


5.) When a GIRL stares at you she is wondering why you are lying..

Please refer to no.3.


When a GIRL lays on your chest .. she is wishing for you to be hers forever.



When a GIRL wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered.

Whoever wrote this must be dying of insecurity.


When a GIRL says ' I love you ' .. she means it.

Nuh uh. Maybe she just wants that pretty Louis vuitton bag that costs an arm and a leg.

When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' .... no one in this world can miss you more than that.
My cat can.

Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person ....



Find a guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot.

who calls you back when you hang up on him.

who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who ... kisses
your forehead.

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

Who holds your hand in front of his friends.

Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he
is to have you.

Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!! '



If you open this you have to repost i t, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck
for the rest of your life!!!!!



If I don't get this back I guess your not my friend. If you have a lot of love for
someone.

copy and send this to your whole list. In 5 minutes your true love will call or
message you.



Tonight at midnight your true love will realize they like you. Something good
will happen to you at approx. 1:42pm tomorrow, it could be anywhere.



So get ready for the biggest shock of your life. If you break this chain,you
will be cursed with relationship problems for the most important time of your
life.

Send this to 15 people in 15 minutes to carry on the chain...and spare yourself
the emotional stress.


Yeah the fonts are just THAT big to highlight the idiocy of this email. I got a concussion after commenting the first few WHATGIRLSLIKEFACTS. "Send this to 15 people in 15 minutes to carry on the chain...and spare yourself the emotional stress."

First, it says if I open the email and not forward it, I will have bad luck for the rest of my life. If I dont send it back to the prick that sent it to me, I am not his/her friend. Dammit if this is how you determine a "friendship", I rather be off without idiots in my life. I need an email to tell me I have emotional stress, and to overcome my stress, I will need to forward this most mindfucking email to 15 people. They even gave me a time limit. Yeah. I think I can handle the 'stress', the zero chances in a relationship and being a loner. I rather do something less tormenting, like hacking my brains out.

Example no.3:

>Insert a few horror stories.
>threaten if they do not send it, it will happen to you
> Lots of '>' that fills half the email wanting you to scroll down while making a wish.
>Annoys the fuck out of you.
>Send to 1 person: you will make on person miserable
>Send to 2-5 people: you will make 2-5 people miserable
>Send to everyone on your list: you will be emailing to what we know is the 21st century genocide.

Example no.4:

~As if you give a shit, here is a lovely poem about friends, puppy dogs and rainbows~

Send this to all your friends to put a smile on their ugly faces! If you don't, you will not have sex for life.

I hate emails. What happened to the good old days where emails are just for communicating and not rubbing their self-righteousness in your face? Who gives a flying fuck about not being the best friend of all in your list just because an freakin' email says so? WHAT KIND OF SENSE DOES THAT MAKE?

Till then.

December 13, 2009

"Bloggers"

I wonder why people enjoy flashing their obsessions? Oh you get that a lot on blogs. I like this.. I like that.. Point one, no one really cares if you like them, much less why. Its such a waste to know that 89% of my 17' screen gets pissed with many pointless essays that reflect your bone-dry personality, a large amount of unoccupied space of pixels and jumpy widgets that make your blog looking a lot more charming because you know it isn't. You never know if your readers have photo epilepsy. I get carpal tunnel just spending half my life scrolling down blogs. Do you know what's worse that reading a text with font the size of a microbe? Reading a product from an imbecile with font the size of a microbe that has zero basis. I feel conned just reading your stupid "blogs".

Are you trying to make a statement by announcing the world the kind of music you like? Geez people are just SOOOOOO territorial about everything! You put a damn music player on your 'blog' (with no STOP THE FUCKING SHIT button) just so you can piss on it before any of your friends do. It's like an indirect way of making a permanent engravement to all the other people out there that you're 'cool' because you listen to crap no one else does. Reality check, morons. No one really cares. Sorry to rain on your parade that plays rock/pop/kpop/jpop/hip hop/rap/techno and other genres I have no interest in finding out. People want to read a blog, not to be damned in hell.

I am, also, oddly surprised by how bloggers can describe every teensy detail of their lives in their blogs. I mean, just reading it feels like staring into an immaculate white shirt. They write about how 'emo' they are about their boyfriends and crap, how they enjoyed doing this and that and this and that at the mall with their friends, how they hate this bitch and that bitch but are too pussy to actually confront them, how pretty this, how cute that... oh damn the list just goes ON.

Its going to be five in the morning and my body feels like lead. I think its time to sleep, says mom.

Till then.

November 30, 2009

MTV

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.