Hmm apparently it’s PassingOut season. Besides the usual (Ben), Louis passed out last week. As did My Slut and i at Jason’s dinner party. I laughed seeing PassedOutGavin.
Well the site belongs to a very hot girl so no harm clicking ey.
I was so bored cos i woke up at 11am and My Slut was still asleep. His thunderous snores echoed thru the room as i surfed online. And read this really touching post by Elaine.
and saw a bird outside my house with magnificent clouds behind
I stood under the sour mangoe tree And drops fell on my new haircut Mangoe tree leaves are boring Not a very interesting shape at all And they all look almost the same ‘Pah!’ to carbon copies, i say
Sometimes a tiny thing Can give a spark of life Like
A silk ribbon Bright purple eyeshadow A torchlight Laughter Kiddy tent from IKEA (i still want one) Mary’s giggle Happy Undies Day My Little Pony sticker
Or even
A drop of rain Sliding on an otherwise Boring mangoe leaf
i’m awfully fucking bitchy. Trust me. You have no idea how many times i’m editing mistakes from this post.
I’m like WHAT THE FUCK!!! Thanks to this superidioticigirl who thinks she’s ALL THAT, Ivan (the Velvet door bitch doesn’t think the better of us) and i feel awfully shy.
Come on, if i saw her right NOW, i would say to her,
“You are a bitch (please fill in any of the following you prefer)
* for bringing Bernard’s bottle to other ppl’s table. Who the FUCK would do thAT?! NOBODY would have the idiocy to bring another person’s bottle to another table without their permission. What more you didn’t pay for it bitch. If i didn’t pay for a bottle, i wouldn’t even pour drinks for myself! i would ask someone to pour for me!
* for running off after the alco is gone. But somehow you magically appear when they purchase a new bottle.
* because you don’t know how to say sorry OR thank you to people when they wait for a fucking hour for you because you have to sneak out of your house. Plus you pau ciggies without saying thanks. Not shy.
* because you are pretentious. Nobody calls fai chai, ERIMIN FIVE. I have friends who take drugs but ok fine, i don’t judge them because it’s their own decision. But IF you call the substance such an absurd scientific name, you are obviously a poser, thus a lame pathetic try-hard.
* for reaching for the chop on the door bitch table. You did not come with us. Therefore, we do not HAVE to BRING YOU IN. I have never EVER touched anything on the door bitch’s table before. It is holy. Therefore, you have no power. By reaching out and saying proudly, “OH, i want the Velvet chop, not the Zouk one!” does not get you anywhere. By doing that, you just made us lose face.
* because you manage to perform a disappearing act after using my guy friends. Only to appear magically (again) when you feel the need to use us.
So please, MIN YEN. NEXT TIME YOU SEE US. DON’T COME NEAR US BECAUSE WE DON’T LIKE YOU.
Besides that, i had a super excellent night with my favourite party people JasonLouisJoannaNainBrendaBernardTim GobiRitaGBKMaryJohnsonHonSeng FaiAshleydarlingMediumBenGerry
My father spoke to me while waving it around, “You’re only allowed to use it for emergencies okay, and i…” “Like SALE?”, I cut in. “NO! Not like sale! Sale isn’t an emergency!” He whacked me on the head with it while my brother laughed on the sofa.
I want to be Incredible! Oh god. The Incredibles are incredible.
The pics are late, but at least it’s here
Gobi had some of us over for his Deepavali open house. We ate spicy mutton and chicken curry till our noses were running.
On the way back, Mary and i cuddled in the backseat.
It was a happy sunshiney day!
Drinking fruit juice on Sundays is the main step i take to making me feel better after all the partying. I guess i think to myself that healthy juice will compensate for all the alcohol intake the night before… And the night before that… And erm the night before that…? *cough* *sits up*
Anywway. My favourite place to recuperate is Chilli’s. Think about it. You pay 10 bucks for a Bottomless fruit drink. The last time i went there, i had 2 tomatojuices, 1 guava, 1 apple and 1 mangoe. FIVE glasses of pure juice for 10 bucks…!
Talk about fucking value.
So yea… that’s what i usually do… i sorta collapse on the table like a dead fish and sip on my fruit juice for an hour plus.
I didn’t have the time to do that today. So i headed for the super in 1U. My mission was to buy tomato juice. I love tomato anything. Tomato Juice. Tomato Soup. Tomato Sauce. Tomato Tomato.
I was dragging my sorry bruised ass around the place, searching high and low for it. Yes my ass has a MASSIVE bruise on it. I can’t sit right. I can’t walk right. Ben keeps on saying, “Please… we’re in public, can you not walk like an old woman.”
Gosh i keep on diverting from the subject today ey. So anyway, i was bending over (slightly mind you) to reach deep into the shelf for new juice. Realised i was wearing a kinkypixielike skirt, and looked around to make sure noone was watching. Which there was.
So i stood up in dignity and asked, “Eh Ben… help me take the juice pls… dowan to bend with my skirt…” So he bent down to reach for the cans while complaining, “You think what. Nooone wants to stare at my ass is it? That’s why want to ask me… HA, i tell you my ass is damn nice ok… “
*continues complaining while i bellow with laughter*
“Oi why you laughing, it’s not funny, you think it’s funny….? Oi, friend. I’m serious.”
went to Poppy with MediumBen. It was kinda slow at midnight so i ran off to JasonJoannaAlan in Velvet.
We had happybubblychampagne and goodol’johnny.
Alan started talking with an Italian accent. Which is not right because… He’s Canadian.
Then we stumbled back to Poppy.
And decided to go to Barcode.
Of course, the weekend would never be complete without…
Yes yes i cut my hair. It was getting horrendously dry due to previous dyeing.
I wanted to get my hair cut by someone who’s good, yet doesn’t overcharge like fuck. So i got recommended Ben. Not MediumBen. But HairstylistBen.
I thought he was great. He spent an hour plus on me alone! The last time someone spent so much time and dedication to my hair was in Nicky Clarke’s. Oh and i only got into Nicky Clarke cos my aunt is well off hence i got spoilt rotten in London Back to the topic, my haircut was supersatisfactory and it cost me 35 bucks.
Bargain.
So if you want a nice haircut and not get robbed, go to Hair Texture in Taman Megah (across fatty crab) 7880 6773
