It's one of those weeks again.
That I talk in my head or do something sporadically random.
Like, last Saturday afternoon I was sprawled out on the living room floor doing my taxes with MTVs blasting from the tele. At the same time making imaginary conversation with the bf's cat while she miaos back an imaginary answer from her corner of the room. I was alone at home.
Then in the evening, while out on the obligatory social do (it was a BBQ house party), I was screaming in my head "AArrgggghhh, kill meeeeeeeeeeee.... Get me out of here! No more food stuffing!!! FFFAAAAAAAAATTTT!!" all the while maintaining a pleasant smile & a sunny disposition on the outside.
Then Sunday afternoon I was laughing, screaming, groaning, sobbing, yelling at the pc screen while watching life unfolding itself in the form of Grey's Anatomy. I even managed the occasional eye-rolling when yet again, McDreamy attempts a romantic moment by drooling out some yucky I-can't-live-without-Meredith lines. Alone at home again.
Sunday evening, despite the fact that I vowed never to eat again untill my bangkok trip, I pigged out on some sinfully yummy sushi's at Sushi King with the Vice President of Evil, Theophilues Tan a/l Maniak Jahat. (President title still goes to Joyce Wong, unpresidented seat).
AND THEN after that, just to reiterate the point that I am an idiot, I go ahead & got a cotton candy floss twice the size of my head, and overdosed on Starbucks Americanos, which resulted in a bloating stomach big enough to take up our bed space PLUS insomnia.
Which resulted in zero sleep on Sunday night, which also resulted in the emancipation of Zombie Face on Monday morning.
And my cotton candy floss is still sitting in the fridge, untouched.
The Evil Vice President is gonna kill me.
Well, from the way things have gone, I really don't mind him doing the honour.
Only thing thats keeping me going now is the aspect of Bangkok and all it's many sins.
2 more days.....
2 more days.
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:)
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Blow Job
How TheoChew spent the last weekend...
Stupid stupid cheap little bubble tube thingies...!!!
(Damn old skool though, i've not done this since primary school!)
My mickey mouse.
I called him Dino. He was 10 minutes old.
Coolest thing: water in my bubble.
Smoke bubble.
Fruits of his labour.
The biggest water bubble yet.
The smallest water bubble yet the cutest teardrop.
Big smoke bubble.
Mine so small.... hu....
The new technology of implants: 4-cent Gum bubbles!!
His ball.
My blowjob.
Stupid stupid cheap little bubble tube thingies...!!!
(Damn old skool though, i've not done this since primary school!)
My mickey mouse.
I called him Dino. He was 10 minutes old.
Coolest thing: water in my bubble.
Smoke bubble.
Fruits of his labour.
The biggest water bubble yet.
The smallest water bubble yet the cutest teardrop.
Big smoke bubble.
Mine so small.... hu....
The new technology of implants: 4-cent Gum bubbles!!
His ball.
My blowjob.
Grey's Anatomy
I'm hooked to this latest soap-drama craze that is GA.
All thanks to Joyce Wong, my fellow torrent pirate & food excursion buddy. She's evil. >_<""
Anywho, not that I'm complaining, it's a rather good show.
Though the whole neurotic-needy-anorexic main character with her equally eccentric friends has been done before in top shows like Ally McBeal & The O.C, it's still fun to watch.
ALSO, the doctors theme is not something new on TV anyway, with stupidly addictive shows like Scrubs & General Hospital, where the dirty laundry of doctors, nurses & interns are hung out to dry for all of America (and 3rd world internet pirates) to see.
So what's so good about this new one then??
Well, somehow I can sorta relate better to this one then the rest stated above.
It's definitely in a more natural working environment & the medical references are definitely more accurate (at least according to my med school friends anyway).
Also, the character building is excellent, in my opinion. Either that, or they're really good actors!
For the exception of McDreamy though.
I HATE his character. Sleazy ass hamsap surgeon.
I just realized the other day, why I hate Patrick Dempsey's face.
He reminds me of a certain someone I worked with in my previous agency, TK.
Same hairdo, same fucking face.
And the main character, Meredith Grey is also a bit hard to digest on certain episodes, coz she reminds me SO MUCH of Ally McBeal.
Well, I'd still give her props, coz at least she's cuter to look at than Ally.
And just last week, Joyce & I concluded that we have our very own Seattle Grace in SCB.
Me - Izzie Stevens (Coz I'm such a McHottie with my new blonde hair)
Joyce - Meredith Grey (Fits.like.a.shoe)
Eillis - The Nazi a.k.a Miranda Bailey (Though I think she's more of a Christina Yang)
Kevin - Alex Karev
Redzuan - George O'Malley
Soo Lyn - Callie Torres
Stephanie - Addison Montgomery
So now, what we're missing, are the REAL MEN of the shows, namely:
Preston Burke
McDreamy
McSteamy
ESPECIALLY McSteamy...
Why don't we have a Mark Sloan in this place?
What's the point of coming to work everyday if there's no Grey-McDreamy drama going on or McSteamy to oogle at or a gossip about the Yang-Burke duo?
Hmm... Maybe there IS a Yang-Burke duo here....
*evil snicker*..
Oohh, I know who's Yang & Burke now...
Gotta tell Joyce.
McSee Ya Later!
All thanks to Joyce Wong, my fellow torrent pirate & food excursion buddy. She's evil. >_<""
Anywho, not that I'm complaining, it's a rather good show.
Though the whole neurotic-needy-anorexic main character with her equally eccentric friends has been done before in top shows like Ally McBeal & The O.C, it's still fun to watch.
ALSO, the doctors theme is not something new on TV anyway, with stupidly addictive shows like Scrubs & General Hospital, where the dirty laundry of doctors, nurses & interns are hung out to dry for all of America (and 3rd world internet pirates) to see.
So what's so good about this new one then??
Well, somehow I can sorta relate better to this one then the rest stated above.
It's definitely in a more natural working environment & the medical references are definitely more accurate (at least according to my med school friends anyway).
Also, the character building is excellent, in my opinion. Either that, or they're really good actors!
For the exception of McDreamy though.
I HATE his character. Sleazy ass hamsap surgeon.
I just realized the other day, why I hate Patrick Dempsey's face.
He reminds me of a certain someone I worked with in my previous agency, TK.
Same hairdo, same fucking face.
And the main character, Meredith Grey is also a bit hard to digest on certain episodes, coz she reminds me SO MUCH of Ally McBeal.
Well, I'd still give her props, coz at least she's cuter to look at than Ally.
And just last week, Joyce & I concluded that we have our very own Seattle Grace in SCB.
Me - Izzie Stevens (Coz I'm such a McHottie with my new blonde hair)
Joyce - Meredith Grey (Fits.like.a.shoe)
Eillis - The Nazi a.k.a Miranda Bailey (Though I think she's more of a Christina Yang)
Kevin - Alex Karev
Redzuan - George O'Malley
Soo Lyn - Callie Torres
Stephanie - Addison Montgomery
So now, what we're missing, are the REAL MEN of the shows, namely:
Preston Burke
McDreamy
McSteamy
ESPECIALLY McSteamy...
Why don't we have a Mark Sloan in this place?
What's the point of coming to work everyday if there's no Grey-McDreamy drama going on or McSteamy to oogle at or a gossip about the Yang-Burke duo?
Hmm... Maybe there IS a Yang-Burke duo here....
*evil snicker*..
Oohh, I know who's Yang & Burke now...
Gotta tell Joyce.
McSee Ya Later!
Friday, April 13, 2007
Ode To The Dead
So Cheng Beng came & gone.
I was back in Melaka last weekend for the annual do.
Traffic on the highway was pretty bad, though it was like the last week to do the rituals.
So don't blame me for being a last-min person. It's in the genes.
When I got home, dad was enthusiasticly showing off all the stuff he bought back fr his last trip to Sabah.
Which in summary, is basically two bottles of fruit-flavored vodka.
Mango & Lime.
Just well with beer he says.
*sigh*... (In denial that parents are alcoholic).
Dad also told us we don't have the Cafe anymore.
Guess the old men found it too tiring to operate a business unless they're retired.
I secretly pray that they don't intend to move up to KL once they retire, with the lack of a pub to mess around in.
Mom was excited & looked forward to their trip to China (they are already there as we speak).
I forgot to look for a sweater for her during the week, so I told her I don't wear jackets anymore.
Saturday night, we had our obligatory family arguement, as always.
It feels like there's never one month that I don't have some sort of squabble with the family.
It usually involves the old woman getting pissed at me coz I actually have a brain to speak back to her.
And that after that my dad gets a lashing fr her coz he tries to defend me.
And then it usually ends with my mom sulking in a corner, my dad continuing his TV, and my bro bitch-slapping me in our room, telling me to 'stop fighting them', just agree to everything the old woman says, just so we have peace in the house.
Right.
This coming from the guy who brings girls home & refuses to graduate.
And then, after all the commotion ended, it's 'tani' time...
*sigh*... (In denial that parents are alcoholic).
The old man forced me to try his new Vodka-Lime-N-Beer concoction earlier in the evening.
Not bad. Like limau ice with beer.
Saturday night basically ended like how it always ends.
Parents drunk out of their wits (and got home waaayyyy later than the kids).
Me & bro had our 'operasi rokok' in some random obscure coffee place somewhere, then bro sidetracked to Pure Bar like a moth to a flame.
Next morning we all woke up late, again, as how we are every freaking year...
Finally got up to the hill close to 11+ am...
Stood around....
Cleaned up a lil...
Prayed a bit....
Burned some money & clothings...
Had leftover prayer food for lunch.
Prayer or not, they still tastes good.
Chicken rice. Yummmmmm....
Left at 2pm, from land of the respectful dead, to the land of the dead (KL).
Fin.
I was back in Melaka last weekend for the annual do.
Traffic on the highway was pretty bad, though it was like the last week to do the rituals.
So don't blame me for being a last-min person. It's in the genes.
When I got home, dad was enthusiasticly showing off all the stuff he bought back fr his last trip to Sabah.
Which in summary, is basically two bottles of fruit-flavored vodka.
Mango & Lime.
Just well with beer he says.
*sigh*... (In denial that parents are alcoholic).
Dad also told us we don't have the Cafe anymore.
Guess the old men found it too tiring to operate a business unless they're retired.
I secretly pray that they don't intend to move up to KL once they retire, with the lack of a pub to mess around in.
Mom was excited & looked forward to their trip to China (they are already there as we speak).
I forgot to look for a sweater for her during the week, so I told her I don't wear jackets anymore.
Saturday night, we had our obligatory family arguement, as always.
It feels like there's never one month that I don't have some sort of squabble with the family.
It usually involves the old woman getting pissed at me coz I actually have a brain to speak back to her.
And that after that my dad gets a lashing fr her coz he tries to defend me.
And then it usually ends with my mom sulking in a corner, my dad continuing his TV, and my bro bitch-slapping me in our room, telling me to 'stop fighting them', just agree to everything the old woman says, just so we have peace in the house.
Right.
This coming from the guy who brings girls home & refuses to graduate.
And then, after all the commotion ended, it's 'tani' time...
*sigh*... (In denial that parents are alcoholic).
The old man forced me to try his new Vodka-Lime-N-Beer concoction earlier in the evening.
Not bad. Like limau ice with beer.
Saturday night basically ended like how it always ends.
Parents drunk out of their wits (and got home waaayyyy later than the kids).
Me & bro had our 'operasi rokok' in some random obscure coffee place somewhere, then bro sidetracked to Pure Bar like a moth to a flame.
Next morning we all woke up late, again, as how we are every freaking year...
Finally got up to the hill close to 11+ am...
Stood around....
Cleaned up a lil...
Prayed a bit....
Burned some money & clothings...
Had leftover prayer food for lunch.
Prayer or not, they still tastes good.
Chicken rice. Yummmmmm....
Left at 2pm, from land of the respectful dead, to the land of the dead (KL).
Fin.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Ggrr...
I found out today that somebody I told about my blog has told another somebody else about it and that somebody is the exact kind of body that I do not want to let know of the existence of my blog!!
*hhmmmpphhh*...
Talk about sampat-ness.
I mean, I'm not gonna restrict anyone from reading this damn blog, but u know, there's a reason why I don't advertise it all over the place anyway.
Coz sometimes I like to bitch about ppl that bugs me at random times (but I don't hate) and sometimes ppl misunderstand the concept of 'ranting' as a form of oppressed anger at them.
It's not... As long as I don't use the word 'hate' on the person.
Anyway, I'm feeling kinda annoyed at that somebody who leaked out my blog to their somebody. It's truly annoying coz now I'm known as the 'blogger girl' & for those of you who know me well enough, you know I most definitely hate being coined that.
I am ssoooo not a blog crusader. To anyone who's ever known me in person, u know I hate so-called celebrity bloggers (especially the locals) whose head is up his/her ass just coz they have a few thousand hits a day.
I hate ppl who gloat about themselves on their blog as if they're the most good-looking smartest human that ever lived (and actually thinking it's true) even though they're pathetically ugly & probably lived through the IRC phase in the 90's with nicknames like L3nGCh4 / Macho69 / Model36-24-36 / K3nNYS4L or some hedonistic name to that extent. These ppl are not just delusional in a figuratively speaking manner, but some are seriously high on something or else why would they think ppl actually care if you had a threesome or ur hometown is *that* great or ur asshole has 3 strains of hair or u're so rich u can buy anything u want (sadly u can't buy uranus, else u'd probably be living there by now).
I quote from GA: "Seriously??!!"
Me. A Blogger..?
I hate ppl who put up damn 7469 puke-inducing slutty OR 'konon cute' self cam-whoring pics (complete with the peace sign pose, the one eye peeking fr side fringe and the self-obsessed sparkle in the eyes) all over their pink pink pink pink pink blog. Once in a while they'll even throw in punny quotes of the day or some retarded shit like that to divert ur attention away from their meaningless life coz really, the only fren they have is themselves. And those vanity shots were taken at practically everywhere from the car to the toilet (come on, no matter how many side angle profiles you take, you are still a fat bitch, so do us all a favor & start puking out your food u dumb truck).
I quote from GA again: "Seriously??!!"
Me. A Blogger..?
I also happen to hate ppl who writes their blog like an online magazine, complete with pictures of celebrity cam-whoring, konon life-stylish abstact photography (just becoz they're not too stupid to operate a camera), fashion tips, what they bought at their fav stores at such good prices that they won't reveal the name the boutique (i mean come on, we ALL know you're talking about Zara ok?? only YOU don't know we all know, dumb ho). And sometimes they rant about things that they already rant to their frens about, but do it on their blog anyway coz they are just ssuuuuucccchhhh attention seekers and probably think their readers think it's cute if they repeat everything like a broken record player. Dude, that's called growing OLD, not COOL.
So now, I quote from GA again: "Seriously??!!"
Me. A Blogger..?
You know who you are.
I have a life, I don't hate you (as I've obviously demonstrated what hatred is earlier), but i am NOT SOME COOL BLOGGER with some super awesome entries you can read about hoping to dig out some dirt about me.
Ggrr.. I'm annoyed.
*hhmmmpphhh*...
Talk about sampat-ness.
I mean, I'm not gonna restrict anyone from reading this damn blog, but u know, there's a reason why I don't advertise it all over the place anyway.
Coz sometimes I like to bitch about ppl that bugs me at random times (but I don't hate) and sometimes ppl misunderstand the concept of 'ranting' as a form of oppressed anger at them.
It's not... As long as I don't use the word 'hate' on the person.
Anyway, I'm feeling kinda annoyed at that somebody who leaked out my blog to their somebody. It's truly annoying coz now I'm known as the 'blogger girl' & for those of you who know me well enough, you know I most definitely hate being coined that.
I am ssoooo not a blog crusader. To anyone who's ever known me in person, u know I hate so-called celebrity bloggers (especially the locals) whose head is up his/her ass just coz they have a few thousand hits a day.
I hate ppl who gloat about themselves on their blog as if they're the most good-looking smartest human that ever lived (and actually thinking it's true) even though they're pathetically ugly & probably lived through the IRC phase in the 90's with nicknames like L3nGCh4 / Macho69 / Model36-24-36 / K3nNYS4L or some hedonistic name to that extent. These ppl are not just delusional in a figuratively speaking manner, but some are seriously high on something or else why would they think ppl actually care if you had a threesome or ur hometown is *that* great or ur asshole has 3 strains of hair or u're so rich u can buy anything u want (sadly u can't buy uranus, else u'd probably be living there by now).
I quote from GA: "Seriously??!!"
Me. A Blogger..?
I hate ppl who put up damn 7469 puke-inducing slutty OR 'konon cute' self cam-whoring pics (complete with the peace sign pose, the one eye peeking fr side fringe and the self-obsessed sparkle in the eyes) all over their pink pink pink pink pink blog. Once in a while they'll even throw in punny quotes of the day or some retarded shit like that to divert ur attention away from their meaningless life coz really, the only fren they have is themselves. And those vanity shots were taken at practically everywhere from the car to the toilet (come on, no matter how many side angle profiles you take, you are still a fat bitch, so do us all a favor & start puking out your food u dumb truck).
I quote from GA again: "Seriously??!!"
Me. A Blogger..?
I also happen to hate ppl who writes their blog like an online magazine, complete with pictures of celebrity cam-whoring, konon life-stylish abstact photography (just becoz they're not too stupid to operate a camera), fashion tips, what they bought at their fav stores at such good prices that they won't reveal the name the boutique (i mean come on, we ALL know you're talking about Zara ok?? only YOU don't know we all know, dumb ho). And sometimes they rant about things that they already rant to their frens about, but do it on their blog anyway coz they are just ssuuuuucccchhhh attention seekers and probably think their readers think it's cute if they repeat everything like a broken record player. Dude, that's called growing OLD, not COOL.
So now, I quote from GA again: "Seriously??!!"
Me. A Blogger..?
You know who you are.
I have a life, I don't hate you (as I've obviously demonstrated what hatred is earlier), but i am NOT SOME COOL BLOGGER with some super awesome entries you can read about hoping to dig out some dirt about me.
Ggrr.. I'm annoyed.
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