I haven’t laughed so much reading a post till i read Aishah’s on her psycho customer *click* I swear babe, i laughed through the whole thing
The Place Smells Utterly Lovely!
… thanks to me.
I’m cooking soup again and finishing off the veggie before it spoils in the fridge Even though i detest wasting food, i must admit i’ve taken on some of Smellie’s habit for being a spoilt brat and leaving food when it threatens to come out the same way it went in
The other day we were having Japanese and i couldn’t finish my katsudon I looked down guiltily at it, “See. This is my Chinese side coming out… i just have to finish the food.” He stared at me. “What are you talking about? You have no Chinese side! You’re all Chinese! *i* have a Chinese side!” “… … Good point.” I shut up.
Where’s The Damn Card!?
I seem to have lost one of my 1 gig memory cards and its making me crazy By worrying and trying to recall really hard where it could possibly be, i managed to dream that i lost my SLR and spent days wandering around KL looking for it in strangers’ car boots
Already i managed to misplace one last year *ouch* and losing another is like… losing a pair of shoes Bad enough i have some pics in there i need for work but it’s more of the RM300 card i’m worried about!
I’m so careless
I nearly lost my purse on Friday night cos it fell out of my bag unto the floor in the car And Mummy found it when she used the car the next morning
“Do you know. If it was dark, i wouldn’t have seen your purse drop onto the road…?” “Eep. Luckily…” “How did you manage to get it there also i don’t know.” “Where was it?” “At the side of the door.” “Oh… cos i remember i used it for paying the toll, then i must’ve left it on the seat and it must’ve dropped on the floor when i turned or something…” “…”
Then i realised i kinda dug my own grave cos she must be thinking how fast was i turning the car la till it could drop on the floor >_<
Dumbass.
Lotsa happy pics to put up Lazy now Gt sort out my work first then i’ll procrastinate a bit later
People are always questioning me on the purity of my race And i always answer the same old thing – “Yes. I’m pure Chinese. Yes. I’ve heard before i look mixed. No. I’m very sure i’m not.”
It took the cake when someone from Dumbass Corp. called on a Saturday I was snoozing in past noon today when Daddy came in with his hp held out to me “Wha..?” “It’s for you. Some woman called Wendy.”
Now why would someone call me on *his* phone? That just sounded way dodgy
But i took the phone from him
“Hello?” “Hi…” “Yes. -_- Hi. Who’s this?” “Erm, hi…” “YES. Who’s this?!” *bloody hate stupid things disturbing my slumber* “Is this Joyce?” “YES *seethes* Who’s this please?!” “This is Wendy…” “Uh-huh…” *patience super running out at idiocy can die* “… are you Chinese?” Me:
I fumbled for the ‘off’ button and pressed it vehemently
“Who was that?” asked Daddy “Could. Not. Have been anything important cos she asked me stupid questions,” i mumbled, going back to sleep
First of all, just sounded weird that someone who’s trying to reach me is calling my father Secondly, I would never give my father’s number out for myself Stupid, idiot… woke me up for fucks.. *curses*
Fairy Pest
Being a pest is nice, ‘cos then when you’re not around, everyone will miss you … i think
I crept up on Mummy dyeing her hair with henna, the old-school way The dyeing i mean, not the creeping up
She shrieked at me, “Stop taking pictures la!” “What… just taking for fun…” “STOPtaking pictures! Got nothing else better to do issit!” “Got. Got work to do,” i clicked before scampering off
It’s Not Intentional!
Some people are accusing me of leaving them hanging on the phone longer to hear my caller ringtone
I’m not!
“Did you purposely take longer to pick up so you could let me enjoy your song?” QueenKanch interrogated sarcastically “No la idiot, i was hunting for it in my bag!”
At least some others appreciate it Amani was returning my call as i was to ask her some interview questions over the phone The first thing she chirped out was, “I love that song!” “Me too! That’s why its my ringtone!”
Never bothered with any before but whilst i was busy *trying* to concentrate on writing, Smellie was next to me buying caller ringtones as if they were free -_-
So in a glorious opportunity to procrastinate, i got him to sign up for me to choose one as well
It’s one of my favourite songs
KinkyPugKevin couldn’t tell what it was -_-
Takkan my taste so old-school… But old school rocks yo!
Isn’t it always the case that it’s difficult to get back into shape… After giving myself a good ol’ break, i find it difficult to concentrate for hours at a time like i used to Should stop blogging haha!
>_<
Went for a dinner party last night and as Matt pulled up into the driveway of the house, he asked “Do you like bis?” I stoned and stared at him for a bit “What.” “Do you like bis?” he repeated “… What?”
What kinda party is he bringing me to…
“Bikes,” he said, annunciating the ‘k’ more clearly “Ohhh bikes…”
Ozzie accents. Making me jump to conclusions that we were going for a sex party instead of a proper sit-down one with wine, roast beef, Yorkshire pudding and a handsome toddler running around with two dogs.
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I feel a bit out of it these few days I’m not talking like myself I’m not blogging like how i usually do My sleep pattern and dreams are stranger then usual My concentration is lagging badly I keep on making excuses to shop more
I think i need to take up something to dwell on the important things in my life Maybe meditation
I can hear you all guffawing at the very thought of me sitting quietly going “Ohmmmm….” already -_-
I was trying to decide whether to stay with my parents the past few days to concentrate on my work instead of in the apartment It honestly doesn’t make much difference to me, except of course, i get to run off to get a welcome distraction of hugs and kisses every hour (more like minutes)
“Do you want me to stay at home tonight? I can just do my work there.” “Just do it here!” “You sure? You could get some alone time.” Everyone needs alone time. Alone time is nice and fulfills you in some way that those who do not revel in it cannot appreciate
But he said no and said to stay so… okay lor
I drove instead of him yesterday “Baby picking me up? Wow.” “Yes.”
Then the bugger kacau-ed me while i was driving “You’re the inferior sex, you should be happy to drive me.” I stoned. “What.” “Nothing.” I unlocked the car doors. “Inferior sex, you say? Go. Walk home.” “I could just take a taxi.” “Go and take a taxi then. Hurry up.” “No…” I looked at him sideways smugly “What? Don’t want to take a taxi? Then shut up.“
Whoa, imagine if i was a guy driving. I’d be abusing women left right centre.
“Hurry up! Go down on me RIGHT NOW or else i won’t fetch you home! I’ll leave you in the middle of this deserted area to rot and get raped!”
Actually, who said i need to have a penis to carry those sort of actions out. Hmm…
Oh God, concentrate woman, concentrate!
Maybe a glass of shiraz will help… :p
Speaking of wine, GarfieldChak spurted an ABSURD idea to me the other night “Why don’t we try one time going out without drinking?” “WHY would you want to do that?!” “It’ll be different. Come on! It’ll be fun!”
My eyes widened. Fun? I mean, i can have fun withouth drinking *cough* But the entire point of going out and having a few beers or wine with a friend is to let loose and chill out. Now that’s fun.
“Why do you keep on trying to separate my alcohol and me? What satisfaction does that give you?!”
He replied that every single time he sees me he ends up having a couple of drinks Then he started calling me names like the devil and satan
“I have a feeling i will delete your number from my phone and we can never be friends again.” “Oh, come on…” “Nope.”
This is one of my favourites posts EVER haha! At least i helped some of you puasa *click*
Exactly a year ago, i was unintentionally rude to someone… *click*
Joyce’s First Traffic Jam
The traffic was horrendous today. It took me an hour just to get to Megamall and 45 minutes to find a parking spot. And even that, i cheated. Seeing all the empty reserved spots lining up a wall, i finally admitted defeat and pulled into one, praying that i wouldn’t get clamped. Besides, it would only be for a second, i told myself. All i had to do was choose and pick up some clothes.
So i left my name and number on a piece of paper and chucked it onto my dashboard. Luckily there were no consequences to pay when i returned to it 24 minutes later.
Just getting out of Midvalley was a headache as well. The car inched so slowly, i entertained myself by – singing really loudly, not caring whether i knew the lyrics or sang off-tune because there was noone to bear suffering of any sort – examined my nails – sat crossed legged on the seat while shifting to inch a tad more – tried to talk to Ash on the phone… unsuccessfully – used my fingers to curl my eyelashes
Yes. I was that bored.
Finally got out of the traffic and went to pick up Smellie. Dragging boyfriends out on work is useful as they then can help you carry big heavy paperbags. He needs the workout anyway.
We had a quick bite at Bakerzin before i returned home to rest and do some work. And here i am typing away now. How wonderfully small the world is! RyanSoosay msn-ed me saying he saw AlcoJason walking down a street in London today So i gave both of them each others’ contacts so that they can drink and be merry.
I have no doubt the alcohol will bond two of my alkey friends beautifully.
