Entries for January, 2005

January 1, 2005

Happy Joyous New Year, Everybody Happy Joyous New Year, Everybody Posted at 12:35 PM ********************** raaaarrrrrrr!!!!!! That had to spill, damn it, it just had to. I hate it. I love it. And a wee bit repulsed, maybe. I've just recently, well, I'd put it as 'recently' because I don't want it to sound as if it's been fcuking ages and my not having to can it 'cos I think it's a bit too unnerving. So yeah, recently then...I've just found out this other side of the penny of me and I can say that that side is pretty screwed up to the brim. A part of it is having me itching to playing stupid, mindless, by far biatchy games. God, I sound like mess. 'Tis me poking my twitchy nose into planes I'd never thought I'd even give a scrap of mind to. It's disturbing. I hate it and I love it. But if it's suppose to happen like as in it's not just confusion or bewilderment at it's annoying intervening, then fine, I'll live. If not then, I'll imagine pricking me with a taser every now and then to pull me down, down, waaayyy down back to where it was I was standing on one leg before this because then, at least I'll be standing in focus and concentration towards my lacking stability from both lower limbs instead. Well that's annoyingly done with. I'm a sick bag of grapes. Oooh...grapes! And, oh yeah, yesterday, I actually spilt some old beancurds I've had in my...uh...stomach that I've kept since...gosh, some time ago that I SWORE to keep to myself but I told. HAH! I'm a sucker. It was this vainity-conscious in me that when I looked around and saw better i'd be all "Aww, naw....that's not fair!" It's a pang of jealousy. A disturbing pang of jealousy to know others have it and I don't and it's sick because it's a sickbag consciousness but it's there and, damnit, I'm just annoyed as it is. But yeah, okay, I reck' it does feel a bit better once I've gotten it out for he first time. And i think I'm glad I told it to the person whom I confided in. And, crap! I hate kamdar, I hate the fact that it's the only place I know that sells my stupid Godforsaken polo long-sleeved shirt for Godforsdaken school. So yesterday, me and mum were there to get 3 pairs and when we came up to the school uniform dept. it was jampacked with people. And I hate places people-packed and almost spilling down the stairs and escalators. They were doing this new system wher no one's frikkin' allowed to touch anything on the shelves behind the chained aisles so they have to ask for what they wanted at the ugly counters by the aisles; supposedly to make it easier that people are not to mess their PRETTY shelves and items. Then I found my polo shirts on this shelving table thingy which was NOT CHAINED so me and mumsy thought, grab three of those darned packets, drop the banknotes and leeeeaaave the wretched human sardine can!!!! Mum: Damn shirts are not even arranged neatly. Don't know what's the fuss with lining up to get your uniforms about. It's not like the place's any neater. Me: Don't care, grab and shoot. I hate staring people, grrr. Stupid sales-lady: Vat are yu doing? Yu are not zuppose to tuch those, ask! Line up and get yur yuniforms here, those aren't for sale. Mum: These aren't for sale?.... Stupid sales-lady: Vel, yes they are, but only if yu ask. (Sardine-people around staring like we're aliens from Xygog planet...GFE!) Me: *scowls* Mum: Well that's stupid, innit? Tell us to line up for stuff that we're going to pay for, and wear, at least let us check what's inside and be satisfied. You're toying with these people. Where're the customers' rights? You don;t see they're doing this anywhere else do you? People get they're stuff they grab from the shelves because they chose them. Blimey... *silence* Mum: *muttering* What, they think we're queing up for free clothes, do they? Me: *aloud* Agh, (systematic my ass) they're treating us like (fcuking) tsunami evacuees lining up for free food....(!!!) Mum: HAH! ell me about it... Then some other sales-assistant came and took them for us and we paid...and left. Prying eyes of those people lining up for clothes which SADLY have comments but didn't have the slightest bit of guts to complain and just followed suit. Here's a tear to those people. Full Speed Destiny's Child - Bad Habit go nuts

January 3, 2005

Bangers and Mash... Bangers and Mash... Posted at 07:12 PM I'm in a foul mood today. I feel horrible. I want to bite into a baobab tree trunk until the national park rangers come and drag me into a prison cell where i'll be sharing a bunk bed with a guy who tried to sleep with a she-wolf. grrrrrreaaat. I find it so disturbing how some rewards can be a litttle too elusive. Too insignificant to savour. Too bland to taste. I want out. Maybe I'm really a weak and senseless bitch who thinks she can save the world... Anyways, just for gags to tug a forced smile on my face for now at least.... Whats Your Phobia Name DOB Favourite Color Your Phobia is Medomalacuphobia- Fear of losing an erection Will You Recover No This quiz by http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=3376'>spider_gurl - Taken 24600 Times. New - Dating Advice written by YOU! LMFAO!!!!! how bout that... How Kinky Are You? Name: Your Amount of Kink in Percentage Form: - 82% Are you more of a master or slave? Master This quiz by http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=51'>cutelilangelx - Taken 57849 Times. New - COOL Dating Tips and Romance Advice! ...i'm good. What Hot Topic TSHIRT are YOU? Name Age Gender femalemaleundecidedboth and a little of somethin elsenone of the aboveALL OF THE ABOVEi'm my own kind PICK A PHRASE!! FCK YOU!!i feel pretty.. oh so pretty... i feel pretty and whitty and...i like big BUTTS and i cannot lie!dude! what's mine say?!duuuuude ur gettin a dell!u down wit opp? yeah u know me!-snore-i think i popped it...im a barbie girl!! like teeheeall of the above WOWZAZ MAN! http://www.hottopic.com/Assets/product_images/lg/285574_lg.jpg'> Your Motto foshizzle my nizzle and suckizzle my dickizzle! This quiz by http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=1618'>jazziiibr0adxo - Taken 20484 Times. New - Kwiz.Biz Astrology oh yeah.... The craziest place you'll have sex Name DOB Favourite Color where On a farris wheel why cause the other person was hott would you do it again? already have This QuickKwiz by http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=2685'>artistic_chic - Taken 16025 Times. New! Get Free Horoscopes from Kwiz.Biz ahaaa....wouldn't THAT be a sight? lmfao.... go nuts

January 10, 2005

Raisins Raisins Posted at 09:53 PM wtf is wrong with websites changing without asking first?! can't even import my old template with it looking exactly as it was. they screwed it!!! dumb browser's gotsta be going bankrupt from maintainance or something. this is cheap. ...st-u-pid. aww, snap, i've got a truck-load on my mind and in my hands already even though we're only a week into the new term. pfff... i need starbux... my snackbox's out of junk. i need to stock up on granola bars and maybe prunes, some low-fat doritos. i'm going semi-kosher, might want to go back to quart-vege again, -shrugs-. how is it that eating healthily's more expensive than living on grubs. have to figure how to keep the stuff i shove down my food-tube in my torso than straight down to below abdomen. God, i sound vain, but heck, i'm not gonna make the same mistake i might've made somewhere that made me a midget for life. get that? i'm a midget for life, and there goes half of ipoh going 'alleluia, she's finally being a less snob to admit it'. so i sleep 5 hours on average, i pay the price, go rub the deep-heat on me, i certainly haven't gotten it registered, have i? *rollseyes*. oh yeah, and one of the girls from 3LW's 4"11 too, HAH! and she's got to be, what...20+? @_@ oh yeah, and i hate old people. this is only for now until it wears off, i might take it back later but now i don't like old people. i don't like old people like this cowstress yesterday that made me pick up after books that fell off the shelves (ABSO-FREKKIN-LUTELY HER FAULT) in the shops and made everyone look while i couldn't do or say anything back being the good girl i am and that i was on the phone. stupid woman. i haven't seen the night sky in 3 weeks..... Full Blast The Superbowl Anthem go nuts

January 11, 2005

Troy for Protection!... Troy for Protection!... Posted at 05:19 PM lmfao, i just remembered something............. "All I want for Christmas is a flavoured 'Trojan Xmas Special Bumper Pack'..." :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: -to the tune of Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas is You"- it's like 2 weeks late but whatever...total de ja vu when i was on the bus home from school today. it was this title i warped up after being in this particular place at that time during christmas where you'd be standing by the rudolf figurine and watching ppl past in front of you pondering the possibilities of 4/5 of them has done it, or is rushing for it that night or just woken up from it. *shrugs*, no that i hadn't anything better to do, was the right time and place to consider the though.....lol?. Full Blast McFly - Obvious go nuts

January 15, 2005

Mah Pointy DUNCE Hat! Mah Pointy DUNCE Hat! Posted at 02:10 PM lol. i'm a weird psychopath freak, me. i could love and hate within the time frame of a split second. i like to join the tips of my pinkies and stare at them until my eyes cross and see a PINKY COCKTAIL WEENIE. i'm starting a frog mania; so far with a TY beenie tree frog, a giant Maggie T frog i called charlie, my froggie Swatch, my playing with cute little sticky frogs i found in the water at the Lost World of Tambun then, etc. and, oh yeah, i fell off a friend's bike after school by the principal's car porch on thursday and enjoyed the 7 seconds of embarassment then. honest, i had fun. hahaha. let me story-tell it here. thursday was a bummer. well almost every weekday since school opened was a downright major bummer for me personally. only that day, it was a wee bit different, i reck'. if i remembered, i was looking forward since monday for PE lesson on thursday. good God, that was practically the only subject i was looking forward to, and yeah, it paid off. PE was okay. i grew into my track pants, is this telling me something? @_@ so anyway, then there were EST and RE (!) i excused myself for a bit on the 2nd period of RE to go and meet up with vinne to talk with Siva about debate auditions and, whooptidoo, she was still in Singapore, so we ended up talking but stuff. me: d'ja know what you're making me miss just for the sake of meeting up with ya right now? vinne: eh? me: we're learning about love, lust, getting hitched, sex and all them crap of the associated. dig that?! and the blabworth ended with a "cya" and a "i'm going back to sex talk". how flourishing. after recess, siti came up to me asking if i'd want to skip a period doing this student enrollment orientation thingy which meant we had to go aorund school looking for teachers, and humanly me, i'dve wanted to go back for English, but heck, i'm an oppurtunist. and we ended up having to skip the rest of the school hours. i snuck back into class for a bit to give yoke mun some kids' charity for the tsunami victims and it was cheang hup keong's (that his name?) class. oo-wee you shoulda seen the prying eyes as i walked in like this sole criminal for not having to come into class since recess. there were stares saying "where on God's green earth hath thou been, thy blasphemious sister of ours?" honestly, most of the time i feel like an unworthy, counter-jinxed 'switched-at-birth' family member in my class. everyone's a total flock of angels and there's me at the center of it- a crook in chaincuffs with a huge, burning brand scar on my temple saying [QUARANTINED]. these are the people i was proud to brag as my classmated a feew months back and now, in the midst of this recently-noticed transition, i feel unworthily uncomfortable around them in that class. forgive me. so, after a good thinking till the end of the day, my skull cracked splinters into my brain. ptsk, i was done for. so, like a heavensent release, after school, hana from next door took me for a stroll on her bike and 'dropped' me by Siva's car porch. she didn't mount so the machine toppled down. *doh'!*. lol, and yeah, people saw, and laughed, and i laughed, and hana laughed, and i was tipsy, and i probably stayed that way till the end of the day. and alex's class didn't help at 'untipsyfying' me any better, so i suppose i got as good as drunk by 4.30. =) - my cavelle shirt expanded on me after an overnight tumble-dry. what are the odds? and i got hyped-up annoyed by it thinking I SHRUNK into my clothes....@_@ - i played in the rain and stepped into as many deep puddles as i could in my blue uniform the other day and went home only to find that i accidentally wore my sister's school shoes so she yelled at me for it while i just made faces and grinned. =D - the TROJAN. right, the trojan was brought back also when the other day, i was changing into my PE kit and emptied my pockets finding new contact lense cases, and some pills i brought sinse i had a stomach-cry that day. my deskmate was like, "are ya like on drugs?" me: "oh, hell yeah i am! those are grade-2 morphine" (my deskmate pretty much belives in everything i tell her, lol). then i picked up one of my contact lense case and twiddled it in front of her and went, "don't these look like trojan packs to you?..." her: "...the hell's a trojan?" lmfao... - me and sam were peeling potatoes while our biology teacher were rambling up front. honest. and before that we were devising the committee for the one ' Lembaga PARTAY!' just fr the sakes of making us feel better. as usual, the 'air suling' squirt war are always around, and i made a puddly mess on ee lin's pinafore. - i wished everyone i saw at hometime yesterday a HAPPY WEEKEND... i'm mental. i need banana milk. The Secret Diaries of Adrian Mole, Aged 13 3/4 ::::: Gwen Stefani - Rich Girl go nuts

January 19, 2005

'Taking A BS - 1332hrs' 'Taking A BS - 1332hrs' Posted at 09:29 PM Today I..... Came earlier than usual, went straight to the library, saw that one....that particularly one "mary-innocent" of all Godforsaken people to see on the particular morning I was in a jolly good mood. She emits the aura of betrayal with the radius of 2 hectares so I'm claustrophobic around her...@_@. Sam: ...ya wanna 'lepaskan geram'?...i mean reeeally lepaskan geram? Me: Oh God, yeah I do. Sam: Hah!...good. I need you to yell at some of the librarians that left their bags scattered all over the workroom floor yesterday. Pretty please?... Me: ...PERFECT. Let's go. [both me and Sam interrupted the short marching crew meeting] ...and the next thing I remembered, the form 2s looked more fear-stricken than the form 3s I had a go on...felt a wee bit guilty having to let it out on them, i felt horrible...but oh well...maybe a little tiny bit somewhere I felt good. =) Today was pretty much a get-off-my-back-if-you've-nothing-good-to-tell-me day. I even made a 'Pricks Of the Day' list for the day and there were three too many. That was before I got sincerely annoyed by this little laydee who was 'nada pero una hipocrita'. It bores me having to humour people like that most of the time. God help me but she was an ultimatum annoyance with all she had to say to me since she started saying stuff to me today. Just today. So she wanted to borrow my black biro, which I was using, which I intended not to lend, which was following the reason I didn't feel like to. So, I was like..."Okay,..." and used it like uber-frikkin' slow till she went "...are you done yet?" like 4 times until she came to her senses and walked a couple of feet to the back to borrow from another. Atta' girl! @_@ I'm sorry, I wasn't entertained by fake manners. Oh, pooh. Then I excused myself during the 2nd period of Maths for a back-to-contentment stroll half the length around school before walking back and retired in the next door class welcomed by myrth!...and we sat on the floor without consciousness whatsoever and talked...and let the leftover fumes out of my ears and laughed...before Cheang came in and the nice people there covered me up a bit so that the teacher didn't see me scoot through the back door....then I returned to my obscure dwelling. Where they like the doors and windows block out solar energy that was to serve as secondary source of rejuvenation. I'm confused... Then, end of the day, it was...-sigh-...all paid for I suppose. Me and me mates counted the seconds on the main road's cross junction's traffic light to see if we could make a run for the bus behind the red light...only to get there in time and the wheely box was full. The day called ends when I sat daydreaming at Fame Salon while my other 2 mates had their hair done. -sigh-...the little things that excites me these days... Lipstick Chronicles Ciara - 1,2, Step go nuts

January 21, 2005

flugelhorn...on the therapist's couch... flugelhorn...on the therapist's couch... Posted at 11:40 PM i was feeling idiotically flighty and now i'm fucked-up. people are creeping up over my shoulders asking stupid, not-funny...for sobbing out loud, not-funny, or cute, or adorable, stop-me-but-i'll-bite-if-you-try.....questions that are...(all of the above said). "why's the mouse glowing?" "do you wear lipstick?...do you wear lipstick?...do you have lipstick?" (i don't, i don't and...NO!) "what are you doing?..." "what are you doing?" "what...are you doing???" "what are you making?" "where's mummy?" "can i play with your hair?" "can i play with your phone?" "*raps on my bedroom door LOUDLY*...what are you doing in there??" "why do you have so many pillows?" -get off my bookcase, i just tidied it up BIG TIME THIS MORNING!!- "ooh...what happened?" *when a bowl fell onto the kitchen floor, i was helping to clean up after splinters, little squirts trying to get a dangerously closer look...* "back off...back off...(damnit) back off- from the glass and go play with baloons or something..." Basil, my kitten's not coming home tonight just 'cause you little twerps chased her out of my room... i'm sorry i don't deal well with little kids but i TRY. HOWEVER....i give...white flag (!)...after tripping over the skate board in the kitchen, having the remote control gone missing 15 times too often, midgets running down the hallway screaming and whining and crying and chucking baloons on my head (accidentally...like i'd care) right now...ri...ght..now. not having to watch even save the last dance in front of 7 year olds. parents walking back and forth peeking every so often at the computer screen; it having not being in my room because of lack of space and so, it being here in the hallway for the world to see. when i leave it even for 4 seconds, this window will have gone *poof!* and windows paint on instead. :::THIS SHRINK NEEDS A SHRINK AND A CAFFEINE - FIX::: 'if' i have kids i'll have them an equal amount of desserts AND the Victorian therapy. i can't even have the normal 40min shower in case anything else goes missing from my room. 3 of my Andes mint-squares have been stolen. my left heel's bruised after tripping backwards having to avoid my mad cat because a certain kid annoyed him so badly. "what are you doing?" -for God's sakes, please get off charlie....geRROFF!!!- "when are you going to sleep? what are you doing?" then my connection went kapoof. "whoops sorry......." said the little girl in pink. Oh MY GOD i'm swarmed by little midgets...ihateihateihate... when she had triplets the nutcracker anthem go nuts

January 23, 2005

chapped..... chapped..... Posted at 11:02 PM I'm Too Sexy by- Right Said Fred I'm Too Sexy For My Love Too Sexy For My Love Love, Love Is Going To Leave I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt Too Sexy For My Shirt So Sexy It Hurts (quick "And") I'm Too Sexy For Milan Too Sexy For Milan New York And Japan I'm Too Sexy For Your Party Too Sexy For Your Party No Way I'm Disco Dancing I'm A Model, Ya Know What I Mean And I Do My Little Turn On The Catwalk Yeah On The Catwalk On The Catwalk Yeah I Do My Little Turn On The Catwalk I'm Too Sexy For My Car Too Sexy For My Car Too Sexy By Far (quick "And")I'm Too Sexy For My Hat Too Sexy For My Hat What Ya Think About That I'm A Model, Ya Know What I Mean And I Do My Little Turn On The Catwalk Yeah On The Catwalk On The Catwalk Yeah I Shake My Little Tush On The Catwalk Too Sexy For My Too Sexy For My Too Sexy For My 'cause I'm A Model, Ya Know What I Mean And I Do My Little Turn On The Catwalk Yeah On The Catwalk Yeah On The Catwalk Yeah I Shake My Little Tush On The Catwalk I'm Too Sexy For My Cat Too Sexy For My Cat Poor Pussy Poor Pussy Cat I'm Too Sexy For My Love Too Sexy For My Love Love's Going To Leave Me And I'm Too Sexy For This Song ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: don't mind me, this song is not all there is right there, a load of crap with the repetition of a 20-too-many word; understandable enough. it's a classic by right said fred and i like it because in depth it's actually about someone who's telling himself that self-motivational therapy can do wonders to one's self-esteem. i took to account that the repetition is signifying how hard he's trying to make himself feel wonders as in 'screw the world, i'm made'. "it's good...it's goooooood" (bruce almighty style!) PLUS, it reminded me of my favouritefavefavourite FRUITELLA ad, the one where the little kid accidentally dropped his cat 3 storeys down the stairs... lmao. And...and, it gave me a really hyper start to the day. it' really did. made me all woozy for some reason and the rest of the day laid out so abso-total-lutely PERfect ..................... I KNOW WHAT I WANT FOR MY BIRTHDAY =D. ..................... kimberley raye diana degarmo - emotional ::::: go nuts

January 28, 2005

Hades' Foot-Rug Hades' Foot-Rug Posted at 09:55 PM Today I feel low. Horryfyingly low. earth's crust::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: 50 ft of crap############################ ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ################################### ....................................................................................... ....................................................................................... ..................................THEN >ME<................................... ....................................................................................... ....................................................................................... ........................................................................................ So completely fucked-up and outrageously low that Hades is probably like 20 ft above me. nothing Frankie J - Obsession go nuts

January 29, 2005

'The Great Castration' 'The Great Castration' Posted at 11:23 PM I figured..... I'm being too much of an 'influence' to little kids...Lol. When I explain stuff it usually gets them to ask more...and more...and more...and more...and more.......so i'll be telling more...and more...and more...and then I'll get: "...where do you get all these stuff from? How did you know? I want to know too. What do you read...? How come I've never read about them. You've seen them? Who do you ask? How do you ask...?...." LOL, but heck, this is education suffice to a mature mind. Why conceal it? So okay, it's doing good?! And play safe, kids. =P go nuts