Okay, i’m not crying because he’s straightening his hair (though i might as well be because it’s damn smellie and i cannot tahan, i just yelled at him to shut the bathroom door it’s 3 am for pete’s sake! I need to sleep!) I’m crying cos of Joy’s post about her dad Damn emo wei Stupid Joy *sniff*
I cannot contain myself whenever i read emo things about love and family *pussy fairy*
One of the first blogs i stumbled unto in my life was by a girl who was losing her mother to cancer, right up to months after she had passed on
I read the entire blog from start to end Sobbing my eyes out like a baby at 5 in the morning
And the book that made me cry the MOST was about AIDS The last ten pages just TORE MY HEART OUT Till i could barely read those pages through my sobs and tears
Hmm come to think of it I cried like a bitch when i thought Sasuke in Naruto died Poor Loowee had to pat me on the back awkwardly reminding me it was anime :p
Yeah.
Okay it’s not because i happen to be emo-ing now But i’m swearing to stay at home this week And was thinking about it earlier today
I do miss my family
And i do miss talking to Daddy and Mummy
To think that last time, all i wanted to do was to get out of the house And stay out and away as long and happy as possible
And when i hit 20-something and am licensed to do all that I actually WANT to go home more, and see them more
God plays funny mind games on me.
I just fell over on the bed laughing at Smellie’s attempt at straightening his hair HOHOHOHOHO!!!! He’s pottering around with it stuck flat on his head, setting
*wipes tears*
Oh god. Why am i laughing, this isn’t funny. Now my boyfriend is skinny, white, and has straight hair. I’m with a polar weasel.
Bla bla bla Why am i blogging at this hour? I’m blogging because i REFUSE to go into a certain somewhere at the moment I don’t know la I’m just so frustrated and herguhghghhhhh I’m tired
Had to take pictures for some event tonight Where the lounge singers were wearing such tigh pants It was Camel Toe Heaven
“I can’t believe you know what camel toe is.” “What are you talking about?? Everyone knows what camel toe is!” “Most girls don’t.” “Please la. They do okay.”
So, I was trying not to stare at their camel toes while sipping on beer, wine and whiskey
Yet, I don’t look down on lounge singers like i know some girls do On the contrary I respect them
It’s not easy doing what they do Do you think they WANT to wear skanky clothes and sing? No, i don’t think so.
I think they sing because they have no choice, or they can’t get better paying jobs Out of curiosity i asked the PR manager how much they earn “14 to 16 k a month… for the whole group,” said she So let’s see, between the four of them in a band, each of them gets approximately 4 k a month
Okay wut. Considering they don’t have a degree or a better way out
One of the girls looked awfully awkward and nervous And i felt so sorry for her
I feel really annoyed that some people just CANNOT see that Other people have particular professions because of their fate
Some of us are different We have parents who pay for our higher education We are so lucky as to so much as go overseas We mix with a set of friends who all have the same benefits that we don’t see it as benefits, but more as things we EXPECT to have
What if We didn’t come from middle-class to above-average parentage? We came from the outskirts/villages of Malaysia? We wouldn’t even dream of working in another city?
Then you wouldn’t have learnt your Ps and Qs that strung along manners and social skills You wouldn’t have known how to converse with other people to get ahead in life You wouldn’t have the opportunity to choose your passion as your job You wouldn’t be sitting in your nice home right now. You wouldn’t have internet You wouldn’t be able to read this blog
You might very well have been that lounge singer that i just listened to.
Exactly a year ago, Daddy thought i was whack (mmm he prollie still does) cos i took my ponies out into the garden with me… at night. *click*
Tactic Baru
“So we’ll move out into another place in a month!” crowed Smellie “Right… is this because you don’t want to clean up?!” i shot back cynically
Ooh the sneaky bastard. Don’t want to clean up, so rectifies the problem by moving OUT. Well, i never!
“NoOooooo… we’ll be moving into a BIGGER place!” “…. more space for more rubbish?” “Babyyyyy”
Later during the day, apartment mate Josh and i were discussing the moving plans “I know, probably we can get Indian movers to move the furniture.” “AND LET THEM STEAL ALL OUR THINGS?!” i blurted out unexpectedly
Unexpectedly to *me* even. I clapped my hands over my mouth in shock.
Ohmygod. I’ve been hanging out WAY to much with my racist friends -_-
What made the situation even more fantastic was that there was a big table of Indian men sitting right next to us. Way to go, Joyce. Make racist comments about Indians in Bangsar, Land of the Macha, somemore. Way to go.
Disclaimer: I’m not racist okay. In fact, i’m damn emo against friends who are racist. I’m also emo against yellow friends who think they’re white >_< And just to back up i’m not racist, i’ve had many a crush on Indian dudes Humour attracts me And they have this innate sense of humour that is undeniable. Like they say, once you go black, you never go back haha. Well i haven’t gone black yet… so i can’t vouch for that Hmm i *have* gone Brazilian black… :p Okay okay Diverting from the topic yet again Okay i MUST add this I adore Bow Wow He’s too cute And he’s probably one of the few males Ash and i would agree on ;p
Exactly a year ago, Joyce wanted to kick Ashley *click*
Urgh I did it again Was so sleepy this morning i almost banged my forehead on the keyboard Then i went all awake after a monkey got me playing with That Johari and Nohari crap :p
Happy Birthday DreamerCyn!!!
I can’t believe i forgot And i had to read it on your blog to be reminded about it My bad…
How come noone told me?! What’s the point of having a birthday calendar on the side if you (points fingers at SueThePixie) dunno how to tell me?!
Losing Momentum
I haven’t been supremely bumming like i thought i would be But i also have NOT been sitting in an office environment since mid-Feb
And i’ve lost momentum already!
Sitting in front of my *own* pc doing work for hours is DIFFERENT Compared to sitting at one in an office
I almost passed out in the evening >_< Nope i don’t think i’m being paid to pass out Right after i jolted myself i scuttered outside to walk around to wake myself up
And i’m SO TIRED
-_-
WHAT HAPPENED?!
I went for sauteed mushrooms and wine with PassedOutBen And by the time we left, i was all quiet Doing that kid-ran-out-of-energy thing again
Yeah obviously i haven’t been going back to my own house for awhile cos i haven’t posted any pictures up Don’t see what’s the point of (supposedly) having my own pc here when i don’t even have Photoshop on it -_- Just…. games -_-
Damn, why does this always happen?! The anger always arises at the end of the post…!!!
Exactly a year ago, Joyce blogged about Zoukfest 2005 *click*
Hmm suddenly got asked to help out with some writing So will be working this and next week
The Whole Couple Name Thing
So there was Brad and Jennifer And there was Bennifer
Then there blew up Katie and Tom And there was Tomkat
Now that Brad’s with Angelina It’s Brangelina And when he’s with Maddox It’s Braddox
0_o
So since there’s Adam and me… Is it Aoyce?
That’s damn dumb.
-_-
And anyway, why must the guy’s name always come first? *emo* If its the other way around, then it’ll be Jadam.
…
…
Which doesn’t sound very nice either. I need a new boyfriend with a nicer name to go with mine.
When You’re Unemployed…
QueenKanch and i had different agenda for the day I have yet to go through my ‘Things To Do’ list But she managed to get me to partake in her excursion to Midvalley Megamall in the afternoon “Just as well…” thought i
I could get groceries for the apartment And she could get her skin products I should just call her SkinObsessiveKanch instead of QueenKanch
Searching for parking was a bitch and a half “I damn stress wei… i damn stress…” she moaned for 15 minutes I couldn’t share her agony because of my lack in driving skills (and license :p ) So i just nodded my head sympathetically and patted her back reassuringly
We surveyed for parking spots, as well as the many people leisurely walking back and forth with shopping bags “Fuck man, these people don’t need to work one ar…” she complained “…. like us la.” i replied stonily >_<
We organised our walking plan and got started In between we sauntered into Zara where i rather fancied some pieces they had there Quite alot of pieces, actually Remember all the clothes you haven’t worn yet from Bangkok… remember!! The dresses… and the tops… and skirts… and after Bangkok you went shopping as well… NO SHOPPING!!! So i fingered the material, imagined it on me, pressed my lips tight and dragged Kanch and myself out the door
Ah. I do have willpower after all. *inward sob*
Weeks ago, QueenKanch and i thought of joining Amazing Race – Asian Series Someone mentioned, “Joyce wants to join!? With her sense of direction!?” Okay so maybe they made alot of sense after all Because i couldn’t even find the chicken in the super 0_o
But i thought about it because I am sporting! I’m not afraid of heights and am great at balancing! I could grin and yak to people and get help! I run fast! Anyway, it requires the possession of a driver’s license to join… So that kinda fucked it off for moi
“Joyce, just tell me what you want to get and i’ll tell you exactly where it is okay.” “Hmph. Fine.”
I got the usual meat, pasta, veg, cheese, and milk Oh and wine of course
As we went to fetch the milk, Kanch called after me “Where are you going?!?! The low fat milk is hereeee!”
The prolonged action of my body turning around brought with it slit eyes “WhY would i need low fat milk?” “Hee hee hee.” “Fuck you okay. I don’t NEED low fat milk. Full cream milk is much nicer. HA! PENUH KRIM!!!” I yelled albeit maniacally as i snatched it up and chucked it into my basket
Grocery shopping is not cheap >_< So i went to the ATM again right after paying Where we bumped into Fono He peered into my Carrefour plastic bags “Groceries?” “Yeah. To cook supper. For Adam.” “Awww what a sweet girlfriend!” *grunt*
The Power Of Xiaxue
This is probably the first time something that Xiaxue wrote has affected me I absolutely agree with her that too many girls don’t take the effort to learn how to put on make-up I detest the whiny ones who pester me on how i do mine and that they don’t know how to do theirs “Practice la fuck! What, you think i could do it from the moment i was born? Just TRY and you’ll be able to do it after some practice!” I always sigh exasperatedly
Make-up is an art Not an inborn skill
So anyway, after reading her post about fake eyelashes Everytime i use mascara, i feel like an idiot and swear to try fake eyelashes Even though i love my mascara and people think i’m using eyeliner when i haven’t I’m not swearing that fake eyelashes are better then mascara I just won’t knock it till i’ve tried it personally The only time i’ve had fake ones are when i’ve been made up for event work and i’ve never put them on myself before
“You know, i feel like trying fake eyelashes ever since i read what Xiaxue wrote,” i commented to Kanch “Oh my god! Me too!” she laughed
I honestly don’t see why she would need fake ones when her Indian lashes are freaking long already heh
But hell yeah, we bought them lashes at Sasa And since my current eyelash curler is old and dusty *yuk* I went to get a new one at Shu Uemura *The* eyelash curler
It’s like a known *the* item When i want to get cola, i get Coke When i want a fashion mag, i get Vogue When i want wine, i drink dry reds When i get lip gloss, i go to Dior When i get eyeliner, i go to Chanel And when i wanted an eyelash curler Shu Uemura it was Raved about and glorified endlessly, let’s see whether the famed eyelash curler lives up to more then its RM 50
Jeez This has GOT to be the most bimbo post i’ve done in ages… Grocery shopping la, fake eyelashes la, curlers la…
0_o
Smellie just called We’re to go paintballing, a show and he’s going for football All in one day “I feel like some sport.” says he “Yea sure, it’ll be fun!” i agreed gleefully
Five minutes later, beef arose inside
Want some sport and
exercise…???
Want some excercise then
clean up the place la TIU
URGH. I feel alot of anger in me *Yoda-like voice* Need to calm down
