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Monday October 2, 2006

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Sunday Night Pennings:

Rudy La Faber, i HATE YOU!

That was the line that repeated in my head the whole time i was taking a shower
Why?

Cos bastardhell Rudy and me were online
I told him i was going to take a shower then continue work
He called me crazy and that surely there is something wrong with people taking showers at 4 in the morning
I said i was dirty
Then he did the abominable – he made me think of pontianaks

So in return, i typed the word pontianak out damn alot of times just as he was saying goodnight, hoping he’d dream about them

And in return (oh, you vindictive person!) i got an sms from an unknown number saying “Look around you.”
Being a bloody scaredy cat, i didn’t dare turn around and msn-ed him whether he sms-ed me from a different number
He denied and i was freaking the fuck out
The accused finally admitted guilty before gleefully going off to bed

One hour later, i hopped into the shower and couldn’t stop imagining bloody Jun-Ons coming at me everytime i closed my eyes!!!!

I imagined it grabbing my hair
I imagined it standing right in front of me, leering at me
I imagined it hanging from the corner of the shower
I imagined it standing in the reflection of the damn mirror

The whole time i was cursing you insanely, hoping you’re having a nightmare right then for psycho-ing me into having the shittiest shower since the really scary one in Kuching

I even tried imagining happy things to push away the images of long-haired, white-clad pontianaks with their eyes gouged out
Think happy thoughts *cry* think happy thoughts

So i put an image of a happy laughing pony in my head
But a pontianak came over and ate her up

So that didn’t work
-_-

I’m damn traumatised now okay

I HATE YOU!!!


Layan Diri

I was pottering about the flea market in Mont Kiara last Thursday
When i saw this stall where you can make 100 stickers for RM5
In less then a minute!

So i made many many KinkyBlueFairy stickers

                     



QueenKanch let me stick one on her

Thing is, the stickers are so tiny, they’re not worth sticking on anything
So a fantastic idea hit me while i was having a drink – Stick them on lighters!

Annoy the heck out of all my friends so when they fish out their lighters, they’ll be reminded of adorable me!

   


24 Is So Addictive

Oh God, i keep on telling myself, “Okay, last episode…”
Then i end up watching another one way after Smellie has already fallen asleep
It’s almost 5 and i MUST sleep to wake up early for work
Eek

I tore myself away for 10 minutes (in between episodes of course) to make sure i don’t forget anything tomorrow morning

Watching 24 makes me damn kancheong, rushing things like as if i’m trying to save the country as well

I realise TV shows really do that to me
After watching episode after episode of House, anytime i feel an itch or a slight insignificant pain anywhere
I immediately think,

“Oh my god, i’m going to DIE

whilst having images of some virus spreading through the bloodstream in my body (like how they have in the show)

The other day i checked someone’s spelling on MSN
“The word ‘insomniacal’ doesn’t exist.”
“Yes it does.”
“No it doesn’t, not officially. I dictionary dot com-ed it.”
“I can’t believe you checked it! You’re so anal.”
“Sorry. Been watching too much Monk.”

>_<

But hey Mr. Editor, you simply made up a word and conned puny writers like me to believe its existence!
That’s why i’m not writing your name down here
Me so nice

Sunday October 1, 2006

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KANCHINY

RAMACHANDRAN

Can you like, move your damn ass to the dentist?!
Ash just told me that you think not getting a filling = your tooth will fall out and everything will be okay

Can die wei hear your excuses
I don’t care if half of KL knows you need to go to the dentist now
So you’d better GO
If you don’t go by this Wednesday, i’m going to put all the ugliest, FATTEST, most drunkard, shameless pictures of you up!

K, that’s my blackmail plan.
Ash has another blackmail plan too

We’re such good friends to you.


MaryBerry Beat Me To It

So semangat man Mary, go home and blog straight away haha
*here*

I didn’t take many pictures cos both my digicams were running low on batt
The highway to Port Dickson is still undergoing roadworks so there was a horrible jam when we were almost there
Stress
FoxyLisa drove on the emergency lane

Mary: But.. it’s wrong… i have my principles. Well, i’m not the one driving so… hee hee!
Me: Well, we are having an emergency…

Lisa: Yeah! There’s alcohol waiting for us!!!
Mary:
Lisa and Me:  

The speakers in FoxyLisa’s car are spoilt
So MaryBerry sang for entertainment

In the jungle, the quiet jungle, the lion sleeps tonight…

So cute 

FoxyLisa was wearing this top which was kinda jeng
I stared at it, “Your top. Is kinda jeng. But you know what, cos you’re white, you can wear jeng stuff and it won’t look jeng.”
She stared down at it, “It’s not jeng!”
“It’s quite jeng la.”
“Ugh, slut.”

The first thing MaryBerry ran for was futsal
So FoxyLisa and i went hunting for the beer
Freeflow was supposed to be from 3pm-3am
But they ran out of beer when *we* arrived at 6pm
The horrid luck i tell you…
I was about to throw a BF
Then we found out the massages were over as well

“Oh great. So we have no beer. And no massages,” i sarcastically told Lisa (at the desk to sign in) who dragged me away cos my face was damn bitchy can die

There was only Coke or Sprite (the next alco session was from 9pm) so i grabbed a Coke
We were quite blar cos we’d rushed like crazy and were damn sober
Whereas everyone else was damn high already *feels left out*

Lisa stared at her can in disdain, “Stupid Coke.”


Stolen from Mary
Jessie, Lisa, me, Mark
Rita, Mary, HonSeng
Gobi (failed photographer)

We ran around in our bikinis all day
“I can see your titties,” MaryBerry commented, staring at my nipples
“I can’t help it… it’s cold!” i retorted, trying to press them down
“I see it also feel like grabbing them.”
“Stupid.”


View from room balcony

The music was awesomely freaking loud

I got wonderfully spoilt by MaryBerry
She rubbed Body Shop lotion all over my legs before partying
“Ooh…”
“Oi. Don’t get any ideas!”


Stolen from Mary as well since i didn’t take any -_-

Anyway, freeflow of alco = wild party
But i think if there wasn’t any alco, it’d be quite boring (hmm as would be *any* party)
The night ended with me passing out on FoxyLisa
She told me she woke up at 6am with my breast in her eye.

We had lunch (RM20 for a chicken rice, ouch -_-) in the hotel before leaving
MaryBerry went swimming before that and pulled an Ariel… combing her hair with a fork in the restaurant
0_o

I told Daddy bout the party
“Yeah! It was totally freeflow!”
“What party is this again?”
“A Kent party, bout 500 people went.”
“I smoke Kent. How come i don’t get invited, huh? *merajuk* Switch to Marlboro la.”
“Er… hee hee.”

Okay, eating too much during Recovery Time is taking its toll on me
I need to lie down
Then i must start my work
ARGH

Saturday September 30, 2006

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Damn Pei

I’ve been damn pei for the past two days
Thanks to alcohol, so much for detoxing…

Thursday night drank at Laundry
Supposed to go back at midnight to do work but tak jadi…
Went home when the lights came on >_<

Friday ran around all day working gila babi

Then was the Martell event at Zeta Bar at night
I could bring a friend… but ‘cos i was so busy, i didn’t end up inviting anyone to go with in the end, and went with Deep from The Star
We always seem to go for alco events together  -_-
Hee hee, the Catcha peeps and i gorged ourselves with oysters till i actually didn’t want anymore

Was gonna hop to the Guiness event at Avenue K but after smsing ppl asking how’s the situation there, they said it was boring so we stayed on in Zeta and got really trashed

The dancers at the Martell event were amazing
A. Ma. Zing.
The ones that i’m referring to are the hip hop group.

Upon coming home, i loudly proclaimed to Smellie,
“I don’t want to go out with a DJ anymore. I want to go out with a dancer.”

Then i tipsily fell off the bed head-first and he laughed at me

Now supposed to take a road trip with MaryBerry and FoxyLisa
Just the three of us!

Like old times!

Lisa’s on the way to pick me up now
We’re running two hours late
>_<
I think Mary’s getting irritated waiting for her to do her waxing and me to get over my pei phase

Pei pei pei pei….

Thursday September 28, 2006

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Oh Get Off It Already

My ass, i mean
I have three places to pick stuff up from today
Really should get out of my bathrobe, get ready and get out
Okay okay… i shall go in… 5 minutes
10 minutes

Okay 20 minutes
20 minutes is perfect

I’m so happy i got one of my cheques yesterday and picking another up today!
I’ve been so broke and swiping so much, my card has been yelping in pain

And next month, i’ll get another one!
I could buy an apartment!
….
Yeah right
Prollie half of it will go to pay off my credit card bills first
Then all the other bills
Then there’s still leftover to treat myself to shoes and holiday…

No!

No shoes!
Won’t die without new shoes okay.
But it’s calling meeee

Jesus. What’s with shoes and bags.
Last time i used to wonder why women are so obsessed with shoes and bags
And now i’ve become of them

EEK.

Ash: What’s with you and bags wei?
Me: I don’t know…

Then evil Kanch had to hint at how i could splurge: “The new Coach season is soooo nice! You could order online again!”
Me: Hmm… woo…
Kanch: Ash will kill me if she knows i’m influencing you to shop more

With the pages i’m doing nowadays, its INEVITABLE i will shop more
Just two weeks ago, one of my editors followed me around while i did my sourcing in the boutiques
And i saw this darling little vintage dress
Fingering it, i snapped back to reality that i really must not swipe and dashed out the door before i bought anything, leaving her there

“Where are you going?”
“I’m off to drop the other stuff off. I don’t want to buy anything! *panic* “

Half an hour later, i smsed her, “Shit. I bought something in the other shop -_- Fail.”
My phone beeped a reply, “I bought the black dress… sigh.”


This job is so evil.

We should get paid more as compensation
You know, like how people who travel so much for work get to claim for petrol…

We should be allowed to claim for shopping