Wednesday, April 26, 2006
It's not that I'm starting my studies at UCSI then I'm bad-mouthing limkokwing or anything ok. No offense. But if you pay for my whole degree fees to study back at limkokwing, I rather stuck with only diploma for the rest of my life. Appearance is like.. "Wahh.. Limkokwing wor.. Cool.. High achievements" Behind the curtain.."My foot larr!! the bloody sucking uni. Go for intern 4 months also have to pay uni 8k. WTF?!?" The 8k issue, I heard from my juniors. And another thing is.. those who studied before at limkokwing, definitely wouldn't want to go back to limkokwing again. I've got statistics to prove it man.. Haha..
This Friday quit job. Next Tuesday start class!!! What the hell!!?!??!
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
One Sunday afternoon. So bored. Someone came to my aid.
hahah.. I'm such a bitch huh?!?!? Anyway. Meant no harm. 3 of us enjoyed it except our parents.. hahah lol~
p/s : no worries. he's really straight.
Monday, April 24, 2006
yes. that is what you think it is. his balls. NO! not sunat ok. just trimming his bunny tail fur for hygiene purposes.
Friday, April 21, 2006
1. the old hag Cixi sitting down doing ntg. 2. a potrait of her with her full official name
Ok. Anyway Jusco sales is not the main thing in my blog today. Well, besides stationary, I was planning to buy a make-up remover. The Bodyshop's can't remove waterproof mascara, so I gotta get another.
Last scene.. The conversation was in Mandarin.
Bloody bitch. Is this how you serve your customers? Asshole. I seriously don't want to make a scene. I still want to go Jusco ok. :P Anyway, I just told her I wanted that product. She gave me the tag & receipt, and to collect my purchase after I've paid. I took the receipt, threw it away & went off to Guardian & bought a Loreal's.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Yet on March 3 this year, the 18-year-old jumped to his death from a Bedok housing block, because he was convinced his private parts were too small. Delivering a verdict of suicide on Tuesday, State Coroner Tan Boon Heng was sufficiently concerned by this “tragedy of misinformation” to recommend that the case be forwarded to the Ministry of Education (MOE).
“The importance of sex education to our young people in schools cannot be over-emphasised,” he wrote.
“The case study is useful for relevant MOE officers to appreciate the problem of the severity of misinformation even among the best and brightest in our schools.”
The boy, who cannot be named, had confided in his mother in October last year that he was worried his penis was too small. She took him to a neighbourhood clinic, where the doctor told him his penis was of a normal size for an Asian man, and prescribed him multivitamins. Despite strong emotional support from his girlfriend and his mother, he remained convinced he had a problem. He also had a history of being stressed over schoolwork.
In January, he told his mother that his life was “boring and meaningless” and that the only thing stopping him from suicide was his family's love. On March 3, after his usual volleyball practice, he took a bus from school to the Bedok interchange, but did not take his usual connecting bus home. When his sister sent him a text message at around 7pm to ask if he was coming home for dinner, he replied that he would eat out.
The next and final message she received from him was at 8pm, telling her and their mother to take care.
They realised something was wrong, but he repeatedly failed to answer his phone.
He jumped from a housing block near the Bedok bus interchange at around 8.30pm.
He was semi-conscious when he was taken to Changi General Hospital, but was pronounced dead at 10.40pm from multiple injuries.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
On the other hand, I thought it wouldn’t bring any difficulty to me as I use Kesas Highway to work daily. Who knows from the Teluk Pulai KTM station overhead bridge, it started to jam all the way to the main road. So I took another alternative route through Taman Gembira/Port Klang. Then again, normally without the jam, the route will take just 15 minutes to reach Kesas but today it bloody took me an hour & 15minutes. And I finished this month’s Cleo magazine in the car. Damn man. Time wasted just like that. And that bloody tudung Unser aunty in front of my car, keep letting people overtake her, stopped at the junction so that the cars from the left can just drove passed her way too smoothly. I almost got down from my car & shrieked to her that this is not the bloody time to do charity. The whole route that I took, I gotta passed 3 traffic-light junctions with traffic cops waving & 'dancing' in the middle with their 'cool' uniform. Normally it was okay, but today was an exceptional case. There was this traffic cop on his way-too-huge motorcycle, from the 1st junction I saw him stopping by & chit chatting with the dancing cop standing there, then he moved on to the other junction which I saw him there laughing at some shits again, then at the 3rd junction, I bloody saw him again. Wahlau.. So free ha.. the traffic was already like shit but he was like so super carefree, chitchat with his fellow-mates like it's gonna be the last hour of his life. Damn damn damn. Crappers.
At that moment something the traffic girl reported that caught my attention, “Those of you from Klang Town, if you’re still at home, please do not leave your house. At least for the time being.” Then I realized the jam was really gonna take forever. I was so sorry for Paul because I knew he was so fully stressed-out & that he did not sleep the whole night to complete the layout plans. He must really be hysterical if boss nag at him again.
Finally when I was on my way to office on Kesas, my phone rang. Private Number. Who else? Sighh.. after hours of jam & frustration, listening him asking me this question, “Where are you? What time issit now?” Awww.. DAmnit man. Left home at 8am (normally 8.30am), reached office at 9.30am (when office hours start at 9am). I was bloody early this morning but end up the last person. Hate it when you try to make an effort but finished up with nothing BUT caked with shits.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Bored. Nothing to do. Worried. Anxious. HUNGGRYYY!!!!!!
Sheesshhh.. Looking at Cass's chicken rice, really reminds me of FOOD! !
TGIF or CHILLIS? Ate Chillis months ago. TGIF? Last year. Hmm.. just now Paul say the food looked dangerously good. ManYee said PK jor.. But still.. ahhaha can see her saliva dripping invisibly.. So probably hitting TGIF tomorrow.. Cheerss... *finger crossed*
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Doing something totally no-brainy as in looking at all the random pictures of Michelle(s) around the world beloww...
best for the lasttt... still.. no one beats our very own michelle Yeohhh!!~
old dyy but still WoWwW!!~
till then..more michelles to come... hehe.. sorry.. me just really really boreddd~! finding self-entertainmenttt.. pardon me peopleee...
At times it's such a straightforward sort of colour. I never squint at a black tee shirt, wondering if it goes with my black jeans. I never have to get up in the morning, thinking "I wonder what colour I'll wear today." And black goes with anything. As long as the anything is black. And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge, that myth is more potent that history. I believe that dreams are more powerful than facts - that hope always triumphs over experience - that laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
Despair makes a despicable figure, and descends from a mean original. 'Tis the offspring of fear, of laziness and impatience; it argues a defect of spirit and resolution, and often times of honesty too. I would not despair, unless I saw misfortune recorded in the book of fate, and signed and sealed by necessity.
I'm just sitting here, waiting... and waiting.. and waiting.. to see what's gonna happen next.
And I really got this gut feeling that it's gonna be uglyy, and I mean it UGLYYY!!!
12 more days till the end of my working life this month before I proceed with my degree next year. And another feeling in me is that, it's gonna end sooner than 12 days to come and it ain't my fault.. Aww.. I'm gonna miss here.. Peaceful Kota Kemuning... :P
Sighh.. Ending when? Maybe today? Who knows? We're about to find out.
Ughh.. I hate the feeling of curiosity.
Monday, April 10, 2006
Anyway ever since I’ve started working, sigh.. the meaning of ‘life’ to me has like utterly changed and I actually start to appreciate my family more. Knew that they'll back me up no matter what. Probably I finally realized that money don’t come easy, even though I used to spend money like my ass is printing money. Do you again feel that whenever you wanna buy something that you seriously don’t need but dangerously like, you’ll just end up giving yourself tons of stupid idiotic reasons so you’ll just buy that piece of shit.. Sigh.. So sound like me. Haha.. But I’ve changed. Somehow.
Working?? To face all sorts of difficulties including your bosses’ attitudes, clients’ craps, suppliers’ silly approaches & etc etc.. Wouldn’t it be nice if I’m like back in high school?? Haha.. No concern on anything important except old wrinkled teachers, boring examinations & stupid quizzes? I mean.. you don’t have to worry what to wear to work the next day or the next next day.. or whether did your screw up your last project? Or did you accidentally offend your boss or colleagues with your way-too-straight-forward conversations? Haha.. You think end of the month is the best time? Why? Get salary? But then end of the month is the most PK time of the whole bloody month!!! Sometimes I really hope that as I was walking down any shitty pavement in KL, I’ll just find a bloody stack of fresh REAL cash. ArrghhH!! Dream ON!!
Nevertheless, I’m truly lazy to elaborate more about today. Time passed super slow. Everyone look so stressed in the office & some old hag looked as if he has some sneaky smelly cheese up his sleeves. My friend just called yesterday, shouting out loud, “This bloody world is so filled with pretentious people. And there’s nothing much you can do except to BEAR with it!!!”
Friday, April 07, 2006
Alright. A stupid thing to confess. I have never been to Rush ever since it opened, which I don’t know when either. From what I’ve heard, it is always packed, it’s cool and other positive craps. So that day when yumcha with Ray, I told him I might try Rush out. He told me, “Mai lar.. Sibeh la-la larrr…” Obviously I asked him why. And again he replied, “Got Britney Spears, chinese songs & other technos or whatever beat they called it.” So I was like okayyy.. but still end up there simply cos I really wanna know what was the atmosphere like. Haha. Typical curious shit.
So. Went to Rush last night with ManYee & Paul. Haha. Why? To de-stress by doing something fun & yesterday was Ladies’ nite. The night wasn’t that bad at first until around 1am. The music.. erm.. well.. let’s put it this way. I won’t enter Rush voluntarily anymore unless someone forces me to.
Paul, me , ManYee @ Paul's room before dinner. They insisted on taking this 'self-pic'.
Met bloody Eric there & yet he go bring his 'unofficial' chiq. Teruk sial. His 'chiq' gave me an impression that she like gonna bash me up any minute (she look like a boxer to me) if I 'flirt' with her bf which is my EX. Hello?? Haha. Anyway later he intro me & ManYee a super rich dude (according to him la). The music is blaring so loud, I hardly can hear him. He bought us drink which we both didn't finish. Hahaha. Unintentionally okayz.
And Paul look so sad case. Why? No chiq kua. Got a couple of young sassy chiqs next to our table but he say not his type wor. So forget it lor. Haha.. Maybe he chickened out. LOL!
Well, a night of clubbing, a full day of work. No matter what, life still kinda sarks in a way. I'm sleeppyy...
Thursday, April 06, 2006
WowWw. . ! ! ! ! ~~ ~ ~ ~
Alright. Gotta quit blogging for now. Start back on the bloody plans if I wanna leave on time.
If I can succeed, I'll be the next Superman & Lois Lane paired up.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
can you spot the 2 corns (twin towers) & kl tower? Malaysia landscape or urban design is so clustered. I mean, look at aussie's & the states. At least it's more pleasant to look at.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Never mind that. Then another main purpose of going all the way to Cheras is because we want to go to Giant Cheras for the tarot card guy. 30 bucks for 30 minutes. Ask-all-you-want. Whether to believe it or not.. It's so your choice. But damn.. close shop pulak!! till 3rd April. Probably going down there again, I guess.. Possibly with LayFong if I'm not mistaken. Supposedly she's coming with me for my registration but too bad for her as her eye was swollen & she's like keep thinking of Takeshi Kaneshiro. Haha.. shitty of her.. Last night around like 4am in the morning, I received a sms from her saying, "Pushpa once told me - treat the person u love like a bird. Let if fly away & if it returns, the bird is yours to keep. Or else, get another faithful bird." I woke up around like 8am, drowsily saw this sms & went @!@$#%@?????? Haha. She told me the bird is her dream guy Takeshi & the 'quote' is her words of wisdom to me.. Don't get me started with her 'story' of 'one night of paid penetration'. And also the bodoh GUCCI jokes. Full of un-real & never-will-come-true craps. Damn man. We're like always laughing our asses off.. Hahah.. Blur case~~
Now I'm like sitting in the office, doing absolutely nothing. Gonna help ManYee after she completed her drawings. Sigh. My TGV Corporate office is like so messed up. Boss wanna call tender soon but now the client called him up last night, wanna change some of the layouts. Fuiyohh.. mana boleh la at this time.. THEN AGAIN, client's the BOSS of all BOSSES!! Sheeshh.. Life in work is like getting.. more negative in a way sometimes..
Additional 2 bloggers in my list today. KwangLi & HuiChuan. Newbies in blog & just now the scenario in the office was like just hilarous. Lazy to explain tho. Gonna check thru my plans now. Back to work.
Thursday night. Meet at rush k?